
She doesn't like the next new food (oatmeal in this case) as much as you might guess from this picture.
Last night I was reading a trashy novel on my iPod while Tom watched a TV show on his laptop. In my book, the heroine’s brother had been incarcerated for hacking into Twitter and bringing it down for 48 hours. Just then a character on Tom’s show talked her way into a trendy restaurant by telling the maitre’d how influential her foodie blog was. I realized a couple of things:
a) we might need to look into some loftier entertainment options
and
b) blogging (and Twitter and zumba and {insert latest trend}) was a lot funner when no one knew what a blog was.
Now I’ve got my grandma(!) defending Mormon Mommy Bloggers (I’m getting to that post; grandma wrote her grand defense on a computer with a 3 1/2 floppy drive and no internet access) and I can’t even read a fun romance without being reminded that I haven’t been on the Twitter much lately.
It’s not that I’m a pop culture snob (obviously), or that I have any trend-setter/early-adopter pretensions (I only started blogging after Tom nagged me for a year, same with Twitter), it’s more something like Groucho Marx’s thing about not wanting to be friends with anyone who would be friends with him. Or something.
Anyone have a fun new hobby?


I read somewhere the other day that blogging is out of fashion, which is a good thing for “true” bloggers because all the people that started blogs just because everyone else was doing it are getting out of the way. I think its also that the people that started blogs thinking they’d be the next Dooce / PW or that it would otherwise get them a writing contract or living-wage advertising revenue have figured out how unlikely that really is. For me I realized it was actually hurting my writing. I was creating a false voice that wasn’t really me, trying to appeal to an ADD audience, churning out stuff that didn’t matter in the least.
My latest hobby is Chick-fil-A play dates. But I’m hoping that’s not just a passing fad.
You are right… Things seem more fun when before they become hackneyed. But I will keep going to Zumba, and Twitter, and blogger. Ugh, I am such a follower.
When I was young I had an aversion to any trendy activity. Then one day someone dragged me to some all day scrapbooking thing and it turned out I really enjoyed it. After that I realized avoiding trendy things just because they are “the in thing” is just another version of mindless conformity. So I give all interesting things a shot. If I like it I keep it, if I don’t, I won’t. Whether it is the new hot thing or not.