You Lazy Sod

There are few things in life I find more anoying than going out of ones way to be as lazy as possible. There is truth to the saying that "people will do the leas amount of work it takes to get the results they desire" but universal truths aside, there's a line and it's crossed daily. For instance, a huge pet peeve of mine is when people will circle a parking lot for like, and hour, to get a spot closest to the entrance when they are able bodied and and the distance is pretty much two feet. Or when people leave their cups or trash lying about when a trash can is literally beside their table because they say to themselves, "hey, it's not my job." Or another one, and this really gets me going, is a parent feeding their children crap because they're too fuckin lazy to make food or buy a banana. We've all seen them--mothers ordering tacos and burgers and milkshakes for their infants...in the drive thru....two feet from their house...where they have the aforementioned banana. I hate those people. Just because you're a lazy sod, doesn't mean you should set your kids up to be lazy assholes too.

At this level, I'm supposed to write in blood!

So, a convo I had quite a while ago popped into my head for some unforseen reason (which, happens frequently, actually) and the topic has always amused me. When I was in grad school, there was this large debate on whether or not teachers/professors (and yes, there's a difference...not in the waste managment vs trash collector sense, but a difference nonetheless) should use red ink to grade their students' papers. I found it amusing because I had never thought of it as necessarily a negative before. I assumed people (like myself) used red because it was the most obvious..in the "look at me NOW!!" sense, not because in any way shape or form it resembled the blood of their students or of themselves. The debate mostly centered on the idea that using red ink somehow seemed more critical or judgmental (which, is kind of the point of editing actually) and that students feared reading comments in red more than they did in blue, black, etc. I, on the other hand, never noticed a difference in comments or context whether they were written in red or purple. There's even this whole movement to remove the use of the red-pen-of-death from elementary schools...I guess because they'll scar the kids or whatever. I find the psychology of this fascinating. I'd like to do a study (don't worry, it's not like Tuskeegee) where you take two students of roughly the same learning capacity/education/social upbringing and grade two sets of papers from each writing virtually the same comments for their papers using red ink for one student and black for the other and see if they actually feel different about the comments in connection to their color.

And So It Begins...

I've created many a blog in my day, yet, it never fails that I eventually abandon it even though I enjoy writing quite a bit. So, I hope with all hope's venerable might, that I may actually keep this one up and update it. I don't really plan on this whole deal having a particular slant to it, i.e.: politics, music, literature (all of which I'm a geek for) but mostly just inane dribbles...and I'd be pretty damn stoked if you would join me!