kennyfreelance

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Kennyb:

I don’t think we should just be reblogging without comment. 

Ever?  I think I disagree.  On one hand, yes, I should be adding value — people are reading my Tumblog after all and my personal insights are important.  On the other hand, what if my comment doesn’t add (or worse, detracts) value?

For example, consider a montage of a cartoon shark singing “I’M A SHAAARK I’M A SHAAARK SUCK MY DIIIIIICK!”  What could I possibly add that would make that better?  

Do you just want me to add “LOL” to the bottom of all my reblogs?

lol

Highlight of the conference so far: seeing a map of South American lakes on which Lake Titicaca was neighbored by Lake Poopo.  I almost peeped my pants.

Vancouver roules

I’m in Vancouver this week for a conference. Aside from the awkward fact that I don’t care much about any of the conference sessions — including the one in which I am speaking — I’m pretty damn excited to be here, and not just because it’s good to be back in the homeland. Vancouver is a lot more beautiful than I thought it would be. So are its residents (at least at the University of British Columbia, which is the only place I’ve been so far). There’s a lot to look at.

Also, I’m staying in a dorm on the UBC campus (and I have a single! finally!), and it’s taking me back to freshman year. I have an urge to drop things out my window, moon frat houses, yell at passersby through a cardboard tube, and develop a crush on the hottie down the hall and do nothing about it. First thing this morning I nearly walked down the hall to the shared bathroom/showers wearing only a towel. Then I remembered that most of the other conference attendees — most of whom are potential employers and considerably older than I am — are also staying in this dorm. I put on more clothes. That moment took me back to college too, and the lessons learned there: responsibility sucks. So does excessive clothing.