Not Another Peep Outta You

Texting. Possibly the greatest invention to ever come out of telecommunications . . . ever. I'm sure this is true of just about any place around the world but it's been a godsend to me living in New York. Don't have time to talk to someone I'm meeting b/c I gotta catch the subway, text. In a crowded, noisy bar and I gotta give the address to someone coming to meet me, text. Living in an apartment where no cellular service seems to exist at all, text.
However, a problem arises with texting at times. It goes like this: boyfriend cancels date through text message due to illness, girlfriend texts back with snarky remark which would stink of sarcasm and jokiness if told in person, boyfriend reads snarky text, grows angry and picks fight. Granted, this kind of misunderstanding can be figured out later on but the fact that you can get yourself into such a situation just b/c you have a quirky sense of humor and a tendency toward sarcastic jokes causes little messes left and right that you have to take the time to clean up and you waste precious time that could be used doing other things, i.e. making out.
You can either assume that the above situation has to do with me personally or a "friend" of mine, it doesn't matter. My point is not that this only happens between lovers. It can happen to friends, coworkers, cousins. Luckily, my cousins don't text so I've managed to avoid that situation. Maybe you've had some experience with that and some suggestions for avoiding it.
Now, you maybe saying to yourself, is this silliness really worth a blog post. Well, probably not. In fact, I've overdramatized much of it just to make it more interesting. But I am simply warning you of the dangers of snarky text messaging.
Think of me as your friendly educational video and of this message as the telecommunications "stop, drop, and roll". Be careful the next time you carefully take twenty minutes to spell out one word on the screen of your cell phone. You just might hurt someone unwittingly with a bad joke. Then you'll have to apologize. Over text message. Which will cost you an extra $.05.
Beware Texters!

Just Grand

Everyone says in their first blog post something to the effect of "I finally broke down and got one of these." And while that is the case with me, I'm not going to say it. (Although, I suppose I just did.)
As a fiction writer, I'd like to think the blog will be a creative outlet for my unmotivated pen. But it's not my pen that's to blame. It's my slacker ass that sits on a couch every weekend flipping through cable network TV looking for The Breakfast Club or a Die Hard installment to watch.
Well, I'm putting an end to that here. No, I'm not going to stop watching The Breakfast Club everytime it repeats on TBS but at least I can do a little typing while it's playing in the background, huh?
So, let me give you a little idea of what you will find here on a kind-of frequent basis:
I work in the media/advertising field so you can expect quite a bit of commenting on that front. I'm certainly no expert but I've definitely developed my opinions.
I love mindless celebrity gossip ala gawker.com so I may try my hand at that.
I'm very informed on multiple political issues and, as the title of this blog might suggest, I have a hard time deciding how I feel about any of it, so you will find snarky comments and devil's advocate positions on just about every one I care to address.
And, finally, I am a fiction writer. I might just share some of my fiction. If anyone cares to read it. Don't all jump up at once.
On a positive note, I'm actually quite encouraged just by the creation of my cute little home on the Web. Can't wait to be an avid blogger. Well, we'll see how this goes, huh?