It’s no secret that I have a soft spot for unicorns. They are, after all, the only UNI thing thats not gross (uni-boob, uni-brow).
I’m really letting down my guard here, this is the most nerdy quality I have. Proof…
Sad. To contribute to this, my intern-ly bff Rachel sent me a great cartoon, “Ten Reasons it Would Rule to Date A Unicorn.” Here is my favorite clip… follow the link to see the whole cartoon. Power to all the mystical beasts in the world.
Ten Reasons it Would Rule to Date a Unicorn
The Confirmation Question is prevalent in most everyone’s life. Whether you realize it’s frequency or not is another story. My curiousity about and adoration for The Confirmation Question really arose from my brother’s failure to follow the unwritten rule of this question — answer it.
Let me elaborate a bit. My brother calls the confirmation question, “a stupid question”, which really consists of questions like…
Me: ”Are you really wearing shorts today?”
Him: “No, they’re pants. They’re just invisible from the knees down.”
Me: “Did you tie that tie all by yourself?”
Him: “No, the tie fairies came and tied it.”
Being a sass and sarcasm lover myself, I appreciate his humor but his answers to these Confirmation Questions have really made me look at how often we ask something just to ask it. And this goes beyond people just loving to hear themselves talk (with a few exceptions, obviously.) It’s away we express disbelief (Wow, is it really snowing?) or attempt to make people second guess themselves. But it’s also a conversation starter (or continuer)…by continuer I mean, when someone says something that you really have nothing to respond with you BAM throw The Confirmation Question in their face and they’ll continue to elaborate. Not sure it really comes in handy when you’re trying to get people to shut up.
I plan to embrace The Confirmation Question (in moderation). If it makes you feel better, confirm away people.
Obviously, americans are lazy. We live in the laziest culture on the planet. 90% of the time it is absolultely sickening but sometimes… it’s hilarious. The shit people come up with so they don’t have to do the shit that is inconvenient. Speaking of shit… (and lazy america)
Seriously? Who came up with that? And does anyone actually use it?
If I had all the money in the world, I would make Minkee blankets for all the people I love. This confirms my theory that I am aging at 5x the rate of the rest of my peers. While they are at the bars, I’m at home sewing blankets. Rep the Grandma status.
If I eventually ran out of people to make blankets for, I would spend the rest of my money on coffee table books. How entertaining would it be to have the following connection in your living room….
Essential topics: Dirty (sexual, potty humor, and otherwise), insightful, photography, humourus, inspiring.
And for your weird old friend that still likes babies dressed as vegetables…an Anne Geddes tribute.