On boundaries and being “one of the girls”

After having a conversation with a friend about motives and boundaries and friendship, I realized that I need to be honest. I need to have my motivations and thoughts brought forth and I need to lay them out for all to see. I am a single man who is most comfortable being friends with women. I can count my male friends on one hand. And while this sounds sexist and stereotypical, I still think the following is applicable: I don’t like sports, I don’t like cars, I don’t fix things myself, I read voraciously, I like celebrity gossip, I love TV storylines and will follow them slavishly, I am a romantic, I love love stories, I cry, I hate beer, I use lotion and facial cleanser daily, I don’t have calluses, I wouldn’t go into a strip club, I love talking on the phone, I emote, I communicate, I suffer from diarrhea of the mouth, I care about what people wear, I notice haircuts, and I’ve found that I actually really like having my toenails painted. Is it any surprise that most of my friends are women?

With all of that being said, I am still a man, by default and by choice. It can be easy at times to see me as “one of the girls”, something that I explicitly encourage, and that’s when it can be dangerous. Being a straight woman who is friends with a straight man can be done and it can be done very well. It’s also a path that’s fraught with risk and difficulty. If you are a woman and you are friends with me, there are things that you may forget. There are things I may not tell you. Things like the thoughts below which I am now sharing with the world:

1. I probably find you attractive and want to have sex with you. I’m a man, you’re a woman. If the option presented itself to have sex with you, it’s likely that I would be very interested.

2. Any appearance that I’m better than your spouse or significant other is an illusion. It’s easy, as your friend, to support you, to understand your craziness, and to be there when you’re upset. The dynamic of a relationship with someone with whom you share a home, children, history, family, and years of love is very different than someone who may see you or talk to you for even as many as a few hours a day. Every relationship has its ups and downs, and during those down periods, I might seem like a shining example of “how to be a spouse”. I’m not. If I was a female friend, the comparison would never be there, but just by the fact that I’m a man and your friend, it’s a logical jump. Don’t believe it.

3. I’m horrible with boundaries. One thing that I’ve learned about myself is that I don’t believe in boundaries. And even as I try to learn about boundaries, I still have a hell of a time seeing those lines. Whether it’s part of my controlling nature or my need to be accepted, I will attempt to be ever-present, to have an opinion on everything, and to convince you that I’m right. I’ve gotten better about stopping when those boundaries are exposed, but it’s always a battle.

4. My loyalty can enable you. I’m fiercely loyal. When I’m your friend, I’m there for you completely, and while this can be good, it also means that I will not tell you if I think you are doing something wrong. In fact, I won’t even think that you are doing something wrong – I will support your actions unilaterally as a way to support you and will be able to justify it quite easily. And with a gorilla in your corner, it can be hard to hear legitimate criticism and concern from others who love you.

5. I’m selfish. Once I’m your friend, it can be hard for me to get enough time with you, enough of you in general. If we get along great, always laugh, and you’re always happy when you’re with me, I’m happy too, and so why shouldn’t we do that ALL THE TIME?

Lest you think I’m beating myself up, I’m not. I know that I’m an excellent friend. I’m loyal, dependable, funny, fun, optimistic, reliable, reasonable, smart, and a solid person to know. But how can I tout these traits as being admirable while ignoring the negative aspects? I can’t – it’s irresponsible.

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Acronyms you didn’t know

Most people are aware that scuba is actually SCUBA and stands for Self Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus and that LASER stands for Light Amplication by Stimulated Emission of Radiation. But you’d probably be surprised to find out that the names of many people, objects, and events are acronyms as well. Here are a few examples:

TWITTER: Typing With Idiotic Tendencies To Evoke Responses

LAS VEGAS: Losing All Scruples, Vying for Evil, Greed And Stupidity

COLUMBINE: Children Owning Leather Unleashing Murder Because Idiots Nurtured Ennui

APPLE: Adeptly Persuading People to Love Electronics

OBAMA: One Bad Ass Muthafuckin’ American

CONDOM: Capturing Or Not Disseminating Orgasmic Mess

FART: Forced Air, Ridiculously Toxic

AIRPLANE: Asking Individuals to Rely on Pilots Landing And Not Exploding

GOOGLE: Growing Omiscient and Omnipotent by Garnering Legions of Evil

FAIQA: Fancy and Anal-retentive Islam and Q’uran Advocate

BLOG: Blathering Loads Of Garbage

MISS BRITT: Mainlining Insolence and Sarcasm to Successfully Bring Reality to Individuals who Trust her Testimony

EHARMONY: Expecting Humans who Are Romantic to Meet Others who Need You

BLOWJOB: Bartering for Lots Of Women for Jewelry Or Bags

MEL GIBSON: Mainlining Evil to Lecture Gays, Idiots, Bitches, Schwarzes Or Niggers.

AVITABLE: Asshole, Vile Individual Talking About Boobs, Lesbians, and Erections

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If life was a game show

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10 ideas to change the world

CNN had a story yesterday discussing 10 ideas that could change the world. It was a bunch of pablum – ideas like recycling, portable water cleaners, walking, and printing on both sides of the paper.

Everybody knows that these ideas only work in a Utopian world. The reality is that there are definitely ideas that can change the world, and they can do that by changing the country first. With a stronger, healthier US, the world will get better and stronger as a result. With ideas like these, we can take the first step towards changing the world:

10. Legalize marijuana: Do you know why marijuana is considered a gateway drug? Because the same person you can get it from also sells hard drugs. If you got it from your local Walgreens or CVS, the only gate you’d open would be one to the wonderful world of Tylenol, Wellbutrin, and Proton Pump Inhibitors. By taxing it, the government could create revenue where there is none. Prison overcrowding would decrease. And sales of junk food would stimulate the economy.

9. Teleportation: If there were teleport stations that could instantly transport us to another location, the airline industry would be limited to package delivery and luxury experiences. This would eliminate the need for the bloated and incompetent government agency, the TSA. Workdays would become more efficient because hours of flight and airport time would be eliminated. Pollution from air travel would be reduced, as well. On the downside, we’d hear ten thousand “Beam me up, Scotty” jokes a day.

8. Revamp the television industry: With more and more children replacing books with television, it’s essential that the TV industry rise to the challenge. By eliminating the antiquated Nielsen rating method of calculating a show’s value and considering the fact that intelligent programming has more downloads and online purchases and views than other television, we can see the proliferation of more shows that make us think. If television executives were replaced with television writers, children and adults alike would have quality television to watch, enriching their intelligence. And if the shows were “too smart” for people, maybe they’d pick up a fucking book instead.

7. Eliminate weekends: Let’s face it, most people waste their weekends by fucking up their sleep schedule, laying around, and occasionally running errands. If we changed workweeks to shifts, alternating between 9 AM to 3 PM and 11 AM to 5 PM, seven days a week, parents would be able to be home with their kids after school, getting quality time. With businesses being open seven days a week, brick and mortar stores will be able to compete with the Internet, and if you lose your debit card on a Sunday, you’ll be able to get it replaced immediately.

6. Nationalize driver’s licenses and speed limits: If we have one type of ID card for everyone, we will make it more difficult for everyone to get fake IDs, which may help with fewer drunk driving incidents with underage kids while making it easier to catch criminals. A national speed limit will reduce the risk of accidents caused by people constantly slowing down and accelerating, and a national force to enforce speeding violations could free up local and regional police to focus on real crime.

5. Push forward a third political party: Our political system needs an overhaul. When a president like Obama tries to reach across party lines and is derided by both Republicans and Democrats alike, something is seriously wrong. That whole “united we stand” concept is an absolute truth, but as we get more and more polarized, we get weaker and weaker as a country. If we could develop a third political party with some actual strength, Americans would be forced to compromise and change their way of thinking in order to see their ideals and concepts grow. And if we have more compromise and less fearmongering, we will thrive.

4. Annex Canada and Mexico: By making Mexico a part of the United States, more than half of the immigration debate is eliminated. Canada is basically the US already, just with weird colored money and too much French, and all of our best comedians come from the Great White North. If North America and the United States were one and the same, we could have poutine in Florida and they could have Hulu and iPhones in Canada. Our border patrols would be limited to the Central America/North America juncture, and we could increase the power of our navy to what it should be. Although, thanks to the Village People, the navy will still be pretty gay.

3. Give teachers a fucking break: Doctors save lives. Entertainers keep us happy. Lawyers run the country. Teachers are the ones responsible for the country’s future. They should get pay commensurate with the burden placed on their shoulders. We should offer student loan forgiveness and even free education if they promise to teach for a specific number of years. Schools should be rewarded on excellence and aptitude scores, not on how many students they can push through each grade.

2. Get rid of business attire: Mandatory business attire is one avenue that leads to classism. If stockbrokers, lawyers, and freelance writers all looked alike, maybe people would get to know each other before deciding they didn’t like one another. Plus, not needing shirts and slacks to be ironed would push gender equality forward another 10 steps.

1. Make me Emperor of the World: As far as I can figure it out, I’m the best chance our world has to be totally awesome. We’ll have a global currency called the Avitabuck. The top 5% of the world’s population will financially support the bottom 20%. Birthday cake, Oreos and Diet Coke will be provided for free, and ugly and stupid people will be relegated to an island where they can only procreate with each other. Everyone gets iPhones, laptops, and WiFi, and everywhere is clothing optional. It’ll be a paradise!

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A sign from God. Or Mr. Chang.

As a kid, I was bombarded with morbid humor. My mother told me Challenger jokes the first week after it exploded. I heard about death at the dinner table as my mother regaled us with tales of open heart surgeries gone awry, blood splashing in copious amounts, or tapeworms that emerged like snakes from the small intestine. Humor has always been a part of my life – it’s my defense mechanism, it’s my way of dealing with difficulties in life, and it’s my way of making friends.

I’ve always prided myself on my ability to make people laugh. Whether it’s at my own expense or not, getting a chuckle, guffaw, or even a smile makes it all worthwhile. It’s also an area where my confidence is constantly lacking. My other traits are ones where I’m rock solid. I know I’m intelligent, a great friend, and charismatic. But I constantly need reassurance that I’m funny. Maybe it’s because it’s a more objective concept, but even though I know that I can’t make everyone laugh all the time, I want to so badly! My blog has become a place for me to try new ideas and to attempt to wring comedy from every dark corner of the universe. Recently, though, I’ve been wanting more – I have been wanting another way to showcase my humor. I’m so terrified of rejection, of failing, of not being funny, that I really needed something to push me to try.

Last night, after dinner at P.F. Chang’s, I got that something I needed for that push. And I think I’m going to face my fears and plan for something I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.

I think I’m going to do stand up comedy.

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Listen to your gut unless it tells you to drink two-month old soy milk.

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The most offensively stereotypical joke in the world: An Avitable original

A rabbi, a Catholic priest, a black guy, the Duggars, a gay guy, a Chinese guy, a redneck, a Polish guy, a Muslim, an Indian, an Englishman, a Mexican, a mommyblogger, Tiger Woods, a fat guy, a redhead, a blonde and a brunette all made plans to go to the local watering hole one night.

The rabbi decided to stay home because they scheduled their night after happy hour and he really didn’t want to pay that many shekels for drinks.

The priest heard that K-mart had boys’ pants half off and went there instead.

The black guy had such a long, hard day avoiding work and cashing his welfare checks that he was too tired and stayed at home smoking pot.

The Duggars got pregnant again.

The gay guy got really interested in an episode of Martha Stewart and decided to bedazzle his curtains that night.

The Chinese guy was on his way but got into a car accident.

The redneck’s sister worked there and she wasn’t happy with him after he gave her herpes.

The Polish guy’s power went out at his apartment, and he waited for the flashing “12:00″ on his clock to turn to the right time so he could leave.

The Muslim was on his way but saw a woman wearing a bathing suit and stopped off to stone her.

The Indian couldn’t figure out how to get his GPS working, but he ended up on hold for tech support for the next three hours and couldn’t understand what the fuck they were talking about.

The Englishman had to get up really early for a dentist appointment and opted not to go.

The Mexican guy was there, but he was in back washing dishes.

The Mommyblogger got pissed that the bar wasn’t giving away something for free and that they had sexist signs on their walls so she started a Twitter war.

Tiger Woods got asked not to go after he sent dirty text messages to the whole group.

The fat guy got stuck in the line at the Burger King drive-through where he was going to order fourteen burgers and a Diet Coke, and he cannibalized himself out of hunger.

The redhead saw that it was a full moon and went tearing off naked into the woods.

The blonde walked into the bar.

The brunette ducked.

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Alpha

Anyone who’s ever been in sales or seen Glengarry Glen Ross knows about the ABCs of sales. Always Be Closing. So simple, yet so perfect. It’s easy to use as a motivator and impossible to forget.

I think it would be much easier if every job, hobby, and other aspect of life had such a simple mantra using letters of the alphabet.

Dating: Always Bring Condoms

Babysitting: Don’t Eat Feces

Taco Bell Job: Give Him Indigestion

High School Bullying: Just Kidding, Losers

Being Greek: Make Noise: Opa!

Adulterer: Perform Quickie, Run

For Depression: Start Trying Uppers

Gerard Butler’s character from 300: Violently Wrangle Xerxes

Spice Girl: Yell Zig Ah

Police Officer: Be Chewing Donuts

Frodo: Escape From Gollum

Working at the Needle Exchange: Helpfully Inject Junkies

Lesbian: Kindly Lick Muff

Vulcan: Needlessly Observe Protocol

Priest or Nun: Quietly Resist Sex

Andrew Zimmern from Bizarre Foods: Taste Ugandan Venison

Anxious Person: Wanting Xanax Yumminess

And of course, don’t forget the most important mantra for Bloggers:  Always Be Commenting.

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My experience seeing Jack Johnson which then turns into discussion about whether or not I’m a sociopath

Tonight (Tuesday), I went to see Jack Johnson in concert with a friend. I was pinch hitting for her sister, who got sick, and even though I’d never even heard of him, I was looking forward to it.

Live music is always fun, so it was nice to be in the midst of an audience that loved every note he played. Unfortunately, that type of low-key, if the Grateful Dead, Dave Matthews, and one of those homeless guys who plays guitar for cash in the subway all fucked and had a baby and that baby grew up in Hawaii, music is not my cup of tea. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the experience and the fourth row seats that gave us a great view of the show.

One thing that I found amusing during the night was the tendency of the two opening acts to toss “Orlando” into their patter in the most awkward and obvious ways. It was hysterical. They were all like “You know who rocks the hardest? Orlando!” or “I don’t care what those people in Miami say, Orlando has the best people in Florida!” And the crowd would go absolutely wild, cheering and stomping and screaming.

I’ve never felt the urge to cheer when the city where I currently live is announced. I guess that’s not true – maybe after a highly turbulent flight where I thought I was going to die, when the flight attendant announces that we’ve landed in Orlando, I might let loose with a hoarse cheer. Other than that, though? It doesn’t do anything for me. This is one reason that I don’t care about sports at all. Cheering on a team because they’re in a geographic area I used to live? I don’t get it. I don’t look down on it or think someone is stupid for doing it. I just don’t understand it.

I have no loyalty to a specific area or even to a group of people who have a geographic area in common. This extends beyond local and regional, all the way to national. I don’t have any sense of genuine nationalism. Whenever I hear people talk about “America” (or as I say it, with a George W. Bush accent, “Amurrikuh”), as this element that fills them with pride, I don’t get it. I support the people that join the military even if I don’t agree with the actions the military orders them to take, but I don’t feel a sense of pride about “our boys over there”. It’s not my war, and I don’t fucking care.

I’d like to think that for some reason, this lack of passion or loyalty was a result of a higher level of perception, maybe a subconscious striving for a truly global community, but I don’t think it is. If we had a global community, I’d be just as uninterested in the Earth v. Mars debates. I think that I just don’t care. I’ve talked before about how I don’t care about 9/11, and that is still true. It’s not that I don’t have compassion – I do, sometimes too much – but the fact that Americans died instead of people from another country doesn’t make me feel more passionate or angrier or anything “more” because the victims were from the country where I was born.

Today, when I was at the barber’s for my weekly shave, two men came into the shop. One was dressed in a suit and looked like Louis Farrakhan if he had eaten Don King. The other carried a news camera. They were interested in finding out what Joe Q. Public thought about the local election. The reporter asked me what I thought, and I was blunt. “I don’t care about local politics. I only pay attention to national politics and only once every four years.” And I realized how true that is and how few things I really do care about.

I’m fiercely loyal to my friends. For the people I love, I will do absolutely anything. But once it gets beyond that small group, that fiefdom, I feel a huge disconnect and sense of pure indifference. I can’t even fake it. Sometimes, I watch other people and listen to what they say and hear them on the news or Twitter or in person, and I wonder what it must be like. What is it like to care about things like who a local judge is or whether a team from your hometown wins or loses or if America wins the World Cup or a war in a foreign country? What is it like to feel ties to a community or a hometown or a school? What is it that makes someone feel pride in anything other than their own immediate actions?

Sometimes I ask myself these questions and I have no idea what that feels like. And I’m okay with not knowing – I’m indifferent about that, too – but it also makes me wonder if maybe, I’m just broken.

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A breakdown of people who follow @LadyGaGa on Twitter

According to CNN, Lady GaGa is now the celebrity with the most followers on Twitter, with 5,720,931 followers as of yesterday morning.

I thought I’d take a scientific look at the types of people who follow the bizarre performance artist:

Out of 5,720,931 followers . . .

  • 1,012,050 are actual fans who love her music.
  • 321,003 are aspiring drag queens looking for wardrobe ideas.
  • 208 are stalkers waiting for her to slip one time with her address so they can hide in her closet and lick her deodorant.
  • 194,103 are African Americans who thought this was the account for rap sensation Ladeez GiGi.
  • 80,019 are fans of the Royal Family who think that anyone named “Lady” is one of the Royals.
  • 661,341 are waiting for her to announce that she’s finally ready to have sex so that they can offer their services. 228,433 of them are women.
  • 2,399,071 are homeless men paid by record executives to create Twitter accounts to follow Lady GaGa, Ashton Kutcher, and, for some reason, Barbara Walters.
  • 5 are ninjas, but nobody knows that they’re following anyone.
  • 5 are pirates, because they have to copy what the ninjas do.
  • 1,053,126 are social media experts.

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