Just One of The Girls

It is now day three of my hanging out on Pinterest, being one of the girls. Somehow I’m reminded of how I felt reading Judy Bloom back in fourth grade. Oh, obligatory image of a wedding cake to set the mood follows:

What the hell. I’ve always been pretty for a guy, I guess. One more reason I avoided prison. Bad place for that, from what I hear.

In case it isn’t blatantly obvious, I still don’t remotely get it. Is the whole point just a weird exercise in shared vanity? Nothing but a pure-Ego collage scrapbooking expression of shit we dig? With a few exchanged recipes and shopping wish lists thrown in? I mean, yeah, I sort of get the appeal of hunting around for a few of your favorite things… More than that, I could see the appeal if there was some way to find people who matched up on a significant number of the things you find cool. But that’s not going to happen. Just check out my Pinterest board:


Several of the things I love most I had to upload myself. Nobody had a good image of the plutonium atom, for instance. How can plutonium be missing? That’s an important oversight. The unnamed molecular model I uploaded, as well, had been missing. It’s one of my favorite molecules! Am I *really* the only person on Pinterest to be a fan? To find it pin-worthy? Or am I *totally* missing the point of these pins?

I really don’t know. But I know this much: My blog has completely abandoned the rules of AP Style. Suck it, higher education. You can lead a horse to knowledge, but you can’t keep him from wanting to chew on sugar cubes instead.


An Educational Change

I knew college would change me when I decided to go back and finish my degree. I had no idea how much, or how quickly.
Yesterday, I joined Pinterest.

In the interest of full disclosure, I should point out that I’m a guy. Always have been, as far as I know. When I first heard of Pinterest, I didn’t get it. Eighteen hours in, I still don’t. But there I am, pinning crap I like onto my first board – Bored Board.

My Pinterest page, in case you want to see what  happens when a confused male joins, is here: http://pinterest.com/jaredwk/

Again, I don’t get it. But it’s something different. Something I’ve never done before. And I’m starting to think there’ll be a lot of that now that I’m back in school. This blog, for instance. Another first. At least the blog makes more sense. It’s just words. And words have been my friends for quite some time now.