To Post or Not To Post

I sometimes struggle with my desire to make entries for this blog.  If I have a blog-worthy thought, I'll think "to post, or not to post?"  Anybody who reads this blog knows I really like to impress people.  I sometimes struggle with my desire to display my mind to the world.  I'll have a thought worthy (worthy from my perspective) of publicizing, and I'll think "why can't I just keep this thought to myself?  Why do I want to share this with the world?"  I share my thoughts, because I think people sincerely have interests in my opinions.

A person this day in age receives a butt implant. I wonder what it feels like to have a fake butt. When you have a fake butt, does it conststantly feel like you're sitting on a gel pad?

My favorite song isn't necessarily my favorite song by my favorite band. One can display this phenomenon by constructing a graph with song titles populating the x-axis and song enjoyment populating the y-axis.

I feel pretty ignorant that I didn't realize until recently the debate (I use the word "debate" because noone, beside Nicki Minaj, knows whether or not she has an authetically provocative butt) over Nicki Minaj's butt cheeks. As a lover of a fine butt, I feel like I should know this kind of information.

When you eat a sandwich, consider this: Did the sandwich-maker use the proper ratios?

I've learned not to give a talkative person ammunition.

The amount some people enjoy talking amazes me.  Sometimes, it doesn't even seem like life can provide enough subject matter for a talkative person to talk about.

I have a dad who not only talks the talk, but he also walks the walk.

The trick is to put out an aura where people genuinely want to be around you without insincerely welcoming people.

Word Confusion

When I use the word “faggot”, I don’t use it to derogatorily refer to a homosexual.  The word “faggot” morphed into an offensive term for a homosexual during my lifetime.  When I was a young lad, people used the word “faggot” to describe someone who often acts in a wussy manner.  In his stand-up performance Chewed Up Louis CK describes this phenomenon, and how he misses the word “faggot” and how he can’t use that word without seeming homophobic.  This is true.  One can’t use the word “faggot” without being called a “homophobe”.  I, personally, love the word “faggot”, but I absolutely hate homophobia.  Since people currently use the word “faggot” to offensively refer to a homosexual, I often avoid using that word so people don’t confuse me for a homophobe.