For
something new and different last night, I decided to waste some time. I know
you all will say, "But Mary, not you. You are all about purpose, drive and
manufacturing heavy machinery." You wouldn't be far wrong. Balls. After we
have some pastrami sandwiches, at least my 874th in a row, we watched a little
"Angel," on Hulu. This was after a heavy day spent fiddling around
trying to see if I could get Bright House to believe that I have Cable as well
as Internet (I don't) and could we possibly watch more than 3 minutes of herky-jerky badly-streamed
Olympic boxing. We couldn't.
Thus
thwarted, I turned to the riotous goings on on Twitter, which is a combination of Comedy Central, smoke-filled back room and Ronco Warehouse, complete with raunch. There, I pretended to be witty for an hour or two, answering such plaintive
messages as "I'm going to Hell in every religion" (thanks
@hangglidded) with "at least you're ecumenical." to the moment
Twitter went Boom! and disappeared. I was talking to
@SomethingsomethingAtheist. She had said "as long as you're okay with
this." I tweeted back, "Yes, I had teaching from Jesuits, they're
pretty much okay with everything, including aliens." BANG! There went
Twitter. We concluded that the universe couldn't handle that exchange after
Twitter came back and thus, we tee-heed, giggle-giggled, were punished. This
exchange occurred among the 8 bajillion Tweets bitching about Twitter being
down, as if Twitter will never, ever do that again and is sorry. So, this has
been quite the arduous day, and it isn't even half over yet! Actually, the
Twitter thing happened Thursday or Friday, but my days being as busy as they
are, it's all a whirl of social activity and business meetings. I'll have my
people call yours and we'll do lunch.
So, the
rest of my "typical" day after the disappointment of not being able
to steal the Olympics, and doing fuck-all on Twitter is to go and look at the
same 3 pictures that have been over on FB for some reason. I really think my
Facebook is broken at certain times of the day. And there are people I've never
seen or heard of before. They loom up out of the Cyber-ether. post
incomprehensible I know not what messages and slip off the bottom of my monitor, never
to be seen again.
These are
interspersed with all my old familiar friends and pages, so I skip about
commenting on this, liking that. If I find anything offensive I either ignore
it, or if it's truly mean-spirited I eviscerate the writer. Why people have to
be so mean is beyond me. I know it's a frightening time and that we are truly
not in a good place econimically, socially, politically and especially
spiritually. That is most important to me. Why we feel so compelled to be so
cutting and hurtful to one another when we all are really at our most
vulnerable just baffles me. At the risk of sounding horribly naive and just out
of it, I have been around long enough and been in enough different places to
realize it really is just as simple as opening your heart. It is just as easy
as putting your hand out. If every one did that, there would be no conflict, no
need for difference. Yeah, wish on, Mary That's how I spend my days sometimes.
Not to
switch gears, but that's exactly what I'm going to do. After the fooling around
with Olympic non-stealing, Twittering, FB'ing, eating, Angel-ing and general
blabbering, JC went to sleep. I was still wide-awake and I decided to cap off a
perfect day with... Runescape! Other than getting my free "spins."
which is a bunch of stupidity right there, I've been trying to get this whole
blogging, social-networking thing going, so I haven't 'scaped much lately. When I play Runescape, I tend to play
it for days on end. Yeah, more no-lifing. So, I get my two free spins, which
are tantamount to getting more free useless shit to stuff in my bank, that is
already full of useless shit. Great. Now, I'm back to killing level 83
cockroaches. I was chopping Magic Trees, but all the assholes in Runescape were
taking my trees. I was mining coal, but all the coal assholes showed up too, so
back to killing bugs. Fuck me. My friend Bryan is on, and he's one of my best
friends. Good hearted soul and just an all around great guy. He's also
possibly more profane than I am. I was talking to him about how I didn't have a
topic for today. He said "Well, sure you do. You can even type 4500
words." I thought he meant a choice of words:
I didn't realize he meant only one word. Asshole.
7 comments:
Ahhh the great times we have on runescape. You are one of my best friends too. And by the way, I choose to ne profane at proper moments. Not being able to control it and making yourself look like a douche bag isn't my style.
I used to play Runescape years ago and totally understand what you mean about "stealing" the resources. Although with trees it doesn't matter quite as much as mining - still frustrating though.
Have a great week :)
I think people are mean spirited because they have doubts in themselves. They feel better by making someone else feel worse. The logic behind it is flawed thinking but its happens anyway. I have found the best way to take care of this is by being accepting of the negative or hurtful comments and turning it back on the person such as saying, "I am truly sorry you felt I offended you. It was never my intent to offend anyone. I can certainly appreciate your opinion.....(you get the idea)" Its the social worker coming out in me. Generally, when they have discovered I am not going to play their games or have hurt feelings they feel worse and leave. Just my opinion anyway but it seems to work for me.
Aaron
Bryan, you are one of nicest men I know and you and I have always understood and had fun in that way. Bless you and thank you for your continued love and support through what has been a very trying time. Love Mary
Aaron, I don't understand that either. I have long tried to operate under the "well, the person is having a bad day" theory. That works in certain cases.
But I also operate under the principle that if someone is being deliberately mean, vicious, cruel, hateful or bigoted, which I see far too much of, online and in real life, this is not having a bad day and I deal with it swiftly and in a manner that turns those qualities on their heads and makes the person who spews such vile sentiments look very bad indeed. It's called "shaming" and there is far too little of that happening in my opinion. It is to be used sparingly and very judiciously.
I am all for compassion and caring, especially for those who cannot protect or care for themselves. But, I'll be damned if I'll stand by and watch those same people be made victims verbally or physically by bullies. And I do applaud what you do; we need so many more people like you, then people like me wouldn't be needed, Aaron, and I love you for it!
Gene! Thanks for reading and replying! I finally got to the point where it isn't a good day if I just don't... kill stuff... now it's degenerated to just beating the crap out of things. Range is blah and mage is meh. Once in a while I fish and burn my catch just for the awesome non sequitirs at Catherby. Come back and have a cup of tea some time and thanks again!
Makes me want to log back on and goto the roaches again lol...
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