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August 02, 2004
Merely Life... and Vehicles
In a recent entry, my brother included a link to a Wall Street Journal article on blogs. Ever since getting a blog of my own, I have wrestled with the question of what I want it to be. At first, I had envisioned myself as the next Ann Coulter, but there is so much that I wanted to write about in addition to politics. The WSJ article remarks that the majority of blogs are composed by people "merely chronicling their daily life in a sort of public diary." I don't want my blog to be mere! And I certainly don't want a chronicle of my daily life, much less my daily life itself, to be MERE!
Then I remembered one of my father's sayings: You can please all the people some of the time and some of the people all of the time, but you can't please all of the people all of the time. So, no offense WSJ, I still love you deeply, and I still idolize James Taranto, but my blog is going to continue to be Potpourri for 100, Alex.
Thus...
I have decided that I like pickup trucks. I never really gave them a chance before. I just lumped them into the same category as country music, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats. Now I feel sorry for insulting them.
I like being higher than other traffic when riding in the cab, but I especially enjoy riding in the back (which just so happens to be legal in Iowa). I like the wind and the view. I like not even having the option of a seatbelt and sliding back and forth when the driver hits the breaks or the gas. I like having friends who drive and the feeling of trusting them with my life.
I'm not so sure about motorcycles yet. They look amazingly fun, but I've heard a few too many stories of the near death experiences they have caused. Plus, I've only ridden one for half of a block. But a motorcycle ride seems like one of those things that would be rejuvenating after a really crappy day.
I heard on the radio today that most girls like guys with trucks or SUVs, then sports cars, and lastly motorcycles. At first I didn't know what to think about that, but then it made me realize that no matter how fun vehicles can be, they are only vehicles. And I think I like them all very much, including sports cars, so there.
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Quote of the Day:
I don't like country music, but I don't mean to denigrate those who do. And for the people who like country music, "denigrate" means "put down." -Bob Newhart
Posted by Megan at August 2, 2004 03:00 PM
Comments
okay, so let's be honest here for a moment (eh, I know, I know...) I DO like contry music and I did NOT know what 'denigrate' means. Huh. Oh well, I'll still love it anyways...
Posted by: Angie at August 2, 2004 03:40 PM
That quote gets 100x funnier when you actually envision Bob Newhart delivering it...
I love Bob Newhart.
And pickup trucks...
Megan, potpourri is what blogs are all about! (unless you have a tech blog, then its about tech... or a politcal blog... anyway, you get the picture.)
Have you been setting categories for your posts? Because I can help you sort thru this potpourri by putting a little thing on your sidebar that organizes your posts by category... someone can click on "politics" and get all of Megan's blogs on Politics... etc...
Whaddya say?
Posted by: Matt at August 2, 2004 04:39 PM
Matt,
Categories would be pretty sweet... but I can't think of any besides politics and misc. Maybe after I write a few more, more underlying themes will appear. Or maybe not.
Posted by: Megan at August 2, 2004 08:09 PM
Reminds me of a song about a pickup truck, rain, Mom, and a train.
Posted by: dave at August 2, 2004 09:27 PM
Yes, Dave, me too. In fact, the song started going through my head after writing this entry.
For those of you who are completely befuddled, David Allen Coe has something he calls the perfect country western song:
"I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get there in my pickup truck
She got runned over by a darned old train."
This is the perfect country western song because it includes mama, trains, trucks, prison, and getting drunk.
Posted by: Megan at August 3, 2004 12:01 AM
sadly enough there is nothing about his ex-wife or dead dog.
Posted by: Angie at August 3, 2004 08:05 AM
I have a sporty family coupe (if there is such a thing) and a motorcycle. I'm screwed...
You'll note that the Journal article wasn't written by Taranto. While he focuses on politics, he includes all kids of random nonsense, too, which is part of the reason I enjoy it. I think the only time you need to constrain your blogging is when you're getting paid to write about a particular subject. Since you're not there (yet), there's no reason to change.
Posted by: Pat at August 3, 2004 11:05 AM
Hey Megan I have a pickup truck. And any time that you are having a bad day and want a ride just give me a call (319)480-1932
Posted by: wagner at August 3, 2004 12:53 PM