Thank you and I feel the same way about you too. I know I don’t tweet it often, but I do think “you are the diggity-bomb yo.” And freakin’ hilarious. I also appreciate your originality and how much you care for the community of people that we hang out with. I don’t think that’s something that can be faked.
The Secret Tumblr messages freak me out because I have no legitimate way of figuring them out. So they make me sad because I’ll never know….
I have patience and I don’t have to read the end of the book first, but damnit I do want to know the answer.
At least it’s not like when Yucky has a tweet critical of someone’s tweeting and I have to go to the bathroom and cry because he clearly is talking only to me. Damn it, I said I wasn’t going to cry again. BRB……
Okay, so I don’t cry when Yucky admonishes someone anonymously (or should I?).
Either way, those secret messages drive me crazy people <takes off sunglasses> because I’ll never solve the mystery </takes off sunglasses>
To answer your question….both Target and Best Buy donated over 100K at the corporate level to conservative candidates that do not support equal rights for gay and lesbian partnerships. FlyoverFi and I cannot shop at any store that politically supports candidates that discriminate against the idea of marriage of any couple regardless of sexuality.
So, how did you come up with your call sign on Twitter?
It’s actually a sarcastic user name. I grew up in Cleveland, then lived in Maine and now live in Minnesota (while Maine’s not Flyover county it is a destination). My name on Twitter is rebellion against the notion that everyone in the middle of the country is a slow talking redneck country boy that loves Nascar and watches 2 1/2 men. I’m a city boy even if I didn’t grow up in Boston, New York, Baltimore or LA. I love Nashville, Pittsburgh (gulp), Syracuse, Cleveland, Chicago, Columbus, Charleston WV, Madison, and a lot of other cities that the coasts forget are big cities. Hence my name.
why are you so awesome?
No evasive answers please.
Thanks my friend. I appreciate it, but honestly I don’t see myself as that awesome—maybe it’s because on the crippling doubt I’ve talked about previously. I don’t know. But to answer your question, I’d like to think it is because of three things. A: I can understand all sides of an issue and tend not to make snap judgments without thinking. B: I think sitting down with anyone over a beer can solve a problem and C: a deep seated respect for both boobs and sports—you can enjoy both without being disrespectful or an asshole and I think some people forget it.
I don’t know to be honest… with both Best Buy and Target on my shit list, I am scrambling to find a new over priced case for my new iPod Touch. My heart says no to be honest. I went a decade without shopping at Target before I moved here, my gut says I can go another decade.
I have 3 different flavors of beer to offer a toast for the Browns win Bud, Shiner and Paulener. Which would you prefer?
If it is the Shiner Bock, I am totally in. If it is a Bud, I’ll drink it to be polite and will drink with a smile, but it isn’t my gig. With a Browns victory I can’t be too choosy. I appreciate the toast. Side note - I’ve never had Paulener - what’s the word on it?
Normally I don’t participate in Twibbons and I don’t join Facebook groups. I believe a Twitter/Facebook person referred to the purple gig today as Slacktivism. Normally I’d agree with that assessment, but the point of today is different. Today wasn’t “OMG agree with me and join my Facebook group and we’ll save all those people in Darfur we’ve never even thought about before.” Today isn’t, let’s change our avatar to promote breast cancer awareness. Today, represents something different. Today isn’t, if we get a million followers we’ll stamp out cancer of the toe in Iran. Today was about not being alone. Today was about not being afraid. Today was about living your life knowing that one day it will get better.
About 31 years ago, there was this nice kid starting kindergarten. You see though, he was an only child and didn’t spend any time around other children his first five years of life. He got on that bus to go to school and was poorly socialized. Within a few weeks he had a bull’s-eye on his back. Sure he was a pretty tough dude by the time he hit High School, lettered in three sports, debate team and theater. And sure he had a really bright future ahead of him. However, because he’d been so severely bullied from ages 5-12 it was hard to overcome the crippling self-doubt emotionally beat into him for so many years. So while I might not be the specific audience GLAAD is trying to reach with the purple avatar, I feel for those folks. Even when I proved I was better than the people who spent so much time fucking with me, I still couldn’t shake what they’d done to me.
That being said, I am living a great life with great friends and an amazing wife so fuck them all.
So while I might not be a child struggling to understand my sexuality while others around me torment me because they’ve placed me in some bigoted bucket, I do understand not wanting to every wake up ever again and go to 8th grade or High School. For me things changed, and for most of those folks it will too-as long as they make it out.
So my purple avatar isn’t a Slacktivism behavior in my mind. I am not trying to accomplish anything more than to say I’m here for you and it can get better. I don’t want to change the world with an avatar, instead I want to help an individual. Lord help me if I have some young kid following me, but if I do I’d hope they’d understand I am trying to show them some solidarity. To let them know the whole world isn’t populated with assholes that get their self worth from making you miserable. To let them know there is someone out there for them. To let them know that 99.95 percent of the world doesn’t wish them ill will and the other .05% is going to get fat and hooked on Oxycotin by your 10 year reunion (still never going to one of mine though).
My purple avatar is not trying to change the world. My purple avatar is trying to support the lives of individuals who can’t speak out, or have been beaten down too much to speak out. And let them know there are people out there who care, and want you to enjoy your life—without the interruption of assholes that are ignorant and mean spirited. Wearing purple doesn’t raise false money or hopes, purple tells you there’s an ally if you need one.
Okay, Mr. Joel, do share with me your desert isle discs. And because I am feeling rather generous today, please feel free to go up to 11. Or beyond. I am not fussy.
I tried to think of the albums I’ve listened to most in my life to compile this list. SO, it does make me a little one dimensional and primarily focused on 1990’s alternative. That’s cool, but as I see it, I kicked out compilations (which boots most of my 50’s and 60’s music), best of/greatest hits and except for one, live albums (which I buy in bulk). Funk, blues, current jazz, some hip hop and other genres aren’t even represented which makes me sad. In some cases I also went with personal experiences to help me select the list.
1. Liz Phair: Exile in Guyville - I love this album so much. I wish I’d known Liz Phair was going to college 15 minutes down the road at Oberlin when I was in High School. Of course, those misdemeanor stalking charges would have been expunged by now. 2. Johnny Socko – Quatro – The best of the third wave ska/punk bands. I’d recommend checking out “Dancing Queen” online somewhere. I must have gone to 15 of their shows in the aughts and you haven’t lived until you’ve seen my 5”1’ pasty female friend and my 6”5’ black friend dancing on the speakers at the front of the stage like a pair of mismatched CD bookends. 3. The Reputation - The Reputation – Elizabeth Elmore used to be the front woman of the uber popular indie band Sarge. She’s also a lawyer who went to Northwestern. She’s also a redhead who plays a mean lead guitar. The only reason my wife isn’t jealous is because I have no game. 4. Sugar - Copper Blue – Bob Mould’s pain on this album is amazing. Also, it’s the greatest example of sad songs with happy guitar riffs. “If I can’t change your mind” is my second all-time favorite song next to the Screaming Tree’s “Nearly Lost You” 5. Social Distortion – Live at the Roxy – This album is cheating, but would end up on my desert island. I don’t think anyone that likes punk rock could argue with me. 6. Beastie Boys - License to Ill – Okay, I’ve out grown this album in some ways, but honestly I’ve bought three tapes and 2 CD’s of the album so it has to stay on the list. 7. Cypress Hill - Black Sunday – Best groovy ass rap album of all time. 8. Soul Coughing - Ruby Vroom – Soul Coughing/Mike Doughty is my favorite music hands down. One of Doughty’s newer albums will make a future cut, but none of them have caught up to Ruby Vroom quite yet. 9. They Might Be Giants – Flood – Went to the 20th (20th!) Flood anniversary concert last year, and it’s still an amazing album from start to finish. 10. Ramones – Just pick one for me – Seriously, picking a Ramones album is like asking which ball I like best. You can’t pick any of them and we’d be cool. 11. De La Soul - Three Feet High and Rising – Saw them with Cake and Flaming Lips a few years back. They played for 45 minutes and it was too short, FL played for an hour and it was 50 minutes too long….
Bands that didn’t make the cut: Suicide Machines, Rush, The Heavy, NOFX, the Misfits, Parliament, James Brown, Buddy Holly, Kinks, OMG how could I exclude the fuckin’ Pixies, 2 Skinnee Jays, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Liquid Soul, Galactic, Screaming Trees, Run DMC, Led Zepplin, Queen, Johnny Cash, Neil Young, I haven’t even started looking at my CD collection in the basement yet.
First 45 – Van Halen’s Jump. It was so cool when my mom and grandma came home from the mall with my little suitcase record player and that 45.
First Tape – Culture Club – Colour By Numbers (yeah, I know. I’m not proud).
First DAT – Genesis Invisible Touch. Remember how much better DATs were supposed to be? Yeah, me neither.
First CD – Beastie Boys License to Ill (a replacement for my tape). I remember taking the money from my first job at the marina to by a Sony Walkman CD Player and that CD.
First MP3 – No idea. Probably some early 90’s Grunge/Alternative Singles. I have no clue though and that makes me kind of sad.
There isn’t the physical relationship with the music and art anymore. I know I’m a dinosaur when it comes to buying music, but I love the relationship with the physical media even if I hate taking the stupid shrink wrap and stickers off a CD.