New followers and such (or How I missed an opportunity to write about balls)
I have gained a throng of new followers, most of whom are 17 years old or younger. This leaves me feeling a little uncomfortable and self-conscious with what I post to tumblr now. For example, if I wanted to write a post about balls, I can’t do that. Ball torts were never covered in the law classes I took in my undergrad studies, but I’m pretty sure it’s illegal (and probably a little inappropriate) to write about them when I have a young audience (and if I’m going to write about nads, it would be more effective with visual aids). Please understand I am not proclaiming a desire to write about testicles, but I would like the option available to me.
For those of you new to me and maybe even for old friends, here is an abridged list of introductory facts:
I understand:
- I wiggle my legs as I’m eating if I’m enjoying my meal
- organization
- The niece is my natural enemy. I will destroy her. Don’t care if she is only 4.
- My favorite time of day is at dusk when the sky exhibits a color gradient like rainbow sherbet
- The opposite of a fitness bootcamp
- Clothes I buy will always look better on mannequins than they will on me
- Riding a carousel spinning at the speed of light would be awesome, especially if I’m sitting on a donkey or a llama
- Unisex names; especially men named Terry
- decoupage
- baby corn
- Thousand Island dressing is not a dressing, but more like the Wal-Mart of sauces
- Webinars - both the word and the activity
- Being booed by this kid
- Harry Potter and the Flaming Hot Cheetos was a missed marketing opportunity
