It's not often that I post more than once a day. This is especially true on days when I feel sick enough to call the doctor. I feel that Andrew has wrongly attacked my manhood. Just because I enjoy one Kelly Clarkson CD, does not mean that I know longer own my manhood. I will admit that it's a hit, no a HUGE BLOW, to my manhood, but I believe that by confronting this realization head on I gain some points and can defeat this. It's not like I'm secretly listening (or as Andrew calls it "lying") to the CD. I came out and said I realize this, but it's only an aberration I'm still a man dang it!
It's like a man who goes to the opera or ballet with his wife, and somehow enjoys it. If he doesn't say anything, but keeps trying to get her to go, or goes secretly on his own, then he's no longer a man. But if he says, "You know what honey, it wasn't my favorite, but I did slightly enjoy it. Next time you want to go, count me in. It's something different and a good change of pace." I believe this guy is still a man. I'm not going out to start the Kelly Clarkson fan club or anything. I don't even own the CD, I borrowed it from Courtney. But it is a nice change of pace from all the horrible people on the radio who right horrible music (i.e. Ashlee Simpson and Ryan Cabrera). It's a change up of sorts from all the rap that I typically listen to. I still firmly believe U2 is my favorite musical group and there are others after them before you arrive at Kelly Clarkson.
Manhood defended.
One question, why does no one comment about our blog? This kind of sucks. I feel like I'm writing for Andrew, when in reality I could just go across the office and talk to him.
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