Stuff White People Like


Stuff White People Like on my iPhone.

I started reading the blog Stuff White People Like about two months after it started up. I think I read about it on the Internet somewhere and I checked it out. I really enjoyed reading it and found myself laughing out loud many times.

Then, one day, I thought, “I could write for this blog.” So, I contacted Christian Lander and asked him if he accepted freelance submissions. He said that he would, but that he had just signed a book deal and they didn’t want a lot of other new writers now. I understood perfectly. But for some strange reason, I had really, really wanted to write one post for the Stuff White People Like. I tossed around several ideas in my head during my idle moments–of which I seem to have more and more with each passing day. But I never actually wrote anything down, as I am wont to do.

Soon the blog announced the forthcoming publication of the Stuff White People Like book and there was much excitement in the blog’s comments. I commented that I wouldn’t buy the book since I had already read all the posts and comments on the Internet for free. As it turned out, the book version had several new never-before-read entries. However, I still refused to buy the book and ended up reading it for free at the Borders bookstore in two visits!

Before the book’s release, Lander announced that there would be a contest for the best post written for Stuff White People Like. The prize? A free copy of the book. I immediately sprang at the opportunity to write for this blog. There were hundreds of entries. Since there were so many good entries, the first prize was expanded to the top five best entries. In addition to the free book, the winners would also receive a subscription to The Onion.  Well, the first winner was announced and there were scores of complaints about the quality of the entry. Commentators complained that it wasn’t written in the same style, that it wasn’t funny, etc. With each winning entry announced, the complaints grew more vocal. Soon, readers started posting their own submissions in the comments. Okay, so did I! And since I wrote it, I’m posting it here for the sake of posterity! 🙂

The dream job for the English major.

English Major

When choosing a college major, white people often choose the tried and true English major rather than the last resort of Undeclared. When asked why, they will give the convincingly believable reason that an English major will help them get accepted into law or med school. Worst case scenario is that they can always go to grad school for that arts degree and work at the local coffee shop and be the most intelligent, misunderstood barista there. Being misunderstood adds to the mystique of the English major.

Whenever a college student announces that he or she is an English major, be sure to state, “But you already know English!” This will reaffirm his or her belief that no understands the value of a great liberal arts program. When speaking to an English major, whether a current student or a proud graduate, always comment on how well they speak English and how flawless their grammar is. Also mention the decline of the English language since the Elizabethan Era. Many English majors have learned some very funny jokes while enduring long, boring seminars on Chaucer and the Romance of the Rose. They will even share these jokes with you if you let your guard down. English majors are proud of the fact that they are English speakers.

When engaging in a conversation with an English major, be sure to nod in agreement but never interrupt. There is no need to start an argument with an English major. Oftentimes, he or she will start one without your assistance. For example, the conversation may suddenly turn to The Wasteland, and without your aid, he or she will begin arguing whether T.S. Eliot was American or British. Be sure not to get involved in the argument. You will not win. If you would like to change the subject of the argument, simply mention how you always felt that the Nobel Committee screwed James Joyce.

In order to gain the confidence and friendship of an English major, be sure to ask about his or her writing: “What are you working on now?” But don’t expect an answer immediately. In fact, don’t expect to learn any details about anything he or she has ever written. He or she will tell about how difficult it is to write. Be sure to ask to read a recent work. Of course, the reply will be, “I haven’t let anyone read it yet. Very few people will understand all the literary allusions.” Give them a consoling look and say, “It must be hard to write with all the long hours you put in at the coffee shop.”

DDR

Developing pictures


How long ago did we take this picture?

Lately, I’ve been looking at a lot of pictures. Mainly so I can put some on my website and blog. My family in Mexico enjoys looking at them, too. However, I’m not much of a picture taker. And I’m even worse at taking the film in to get developed. I took this picture of my twins when they were one and then forgot to develop the film for what I thought was only a year or two. When I finally got these pictures back from the developer, my sons were already in kindergarten!

The problem with not immediately developing the film is that the pictures always looked rather yellow. My sons always looked yellowish in pictures. (I shall refrain from making off-color jokes here.) Of course, I don’t have a problem developing pictures I take with a digital camera because I love computers and I immediately upload the pictures to my computer. That’s why I love digital cameras. A lot less driving to get pictures developed. And, I also bought a printer that scans and prints photos, so I actually save time and money. So now I have all these pictures to sort through and figure out which ones to use on my website and which ones to share with my family in Mexico. Of course, I get sidetracked whenever I look at the pictures. I start reminiscing about the past and I forget what I had started out to do in the first place. Not that I’m complaining because that’s kind of fun.

DDR

Books


This is only 20% of my library!

I love books. Especially leather-bound editions. I have many leather-bound books of the classics. I like to surround myself with these books while I write. I feel inspired when I do. I feel that my writing should be much better because I’m surrounded by all these great writers. I’ve actually read most of the books I own. Some books I have reread several times, like the humorous ones by Groucho Marx, Stephen Leacock, and Max Schulman.

When I downsized my library (I gave about two-thirds of my collection to the used bookstore when I got divorced and had to sell the house), I kept all my leather-bound books, which cost me a pretty penny. I also kept the books that were autographed by the author. I’ve met some famous writers who came speak at the University of Illinois at Chicago for conferences. I usually take their book that I’ve already read and ask the author for his or her autograph.

I used to love reading humor books (and I still do), but many were out of print, so I would go from one used bookstore to the next where I bought many of them. One day, I saw a book by Bob Hope–I thought Bob Hope was hilarious–and when I opened it to look for the price I saw that Bob Hope himself had autographed it. So obviously I had to keep his autographed book.

DDR

Facebook


facebook.com

I’ve been using Facebook for about three years now. I’m not really sure how I joined, but I did. Of course, I had no Facebook friends at the time. One day, my friend Vito asked me to be his Facebook friend. So, for the longest time, I only had one friend on Facebook. Now that I think of it, I haven’t seen Vito since we became friends on Facebook. Little by little, I accumulated friends. And now I really like Facebook.

I like it because I can keep up with my friends without having to actually see them in person. Not that I don’t want to see them, but some of them live so far away. We grew up in Chicago, but everyone seemed to move out to the suburbs. I stayed put because I love Chicago so much.

My friends think that I spend way too much time on Facebook, but I don’t. It only seems like I do because I only spend a few minutes per day, but I am very efficient. Facebook sends me a message when someone has commented on one of my comments or pics, and I immediately respond. I strike immediately and then immediately crawl back under my rock. You just never know how I may respond. As they say, leave sleeping dogs lie. (Whoops, dogs don’t sleep under rocks!)

So, anyway, Facebook is a great way to keep in touch with friends I avoid in real life! Would you like to be my friend on Facebook?

DDR

iPhone update


Do not disturb!

Okay, so I’ve had my iPhone for about two months now and I haven’t dropped it in the toilet yet. I really love it! I use it to check the weather, read my e-mail, take pictures, show pictures to my friends, listen to music, read blogs, use GPS to find my destination, send e-mail, and I occasionally use it as a phone. I think I’ve only talked on the phone for about twenty minutes so far.

I’m really not much of a phone person. That’s what I always hated about cell phones. They weren’t ergonomically designed. I mean, have you ever tried to hold a conversation with the cell phone between your ear and your shoulder? For me it’s impossible. It keeps sliding out. What I really like about the iPhone is that it’s a lot like a computer. Yes, also it has the very same quirks as a computer. It freezes occasionally and I must restart it. The original version of the operating system had a lot of bugs in it and my battery would die too fast. Luckily, Apple came out with an update and my iPhone works fine now.

See! It’s just like a computer!

DDR