Party of One: WHAT THE HELL?

I agree it's ridiculous. and can you see people seriously going up to the counter of their local store (assuming we're talking relatively small towns, or even just tight knit areas) and buying one of these?

but this quote got to me:

"'It seems to me really crude to use a greeting card to celebrate what, in the 16th century, was an offense by which you would be publicly hanged in the town square,' said John Mayoue (pronounced May-you), a divorce and family lawyer in Atlanta."

a. does that strike anyone else as assholey to say? cause you know who was being hung - the women. not the men. men have been adulterers since the dawn of time.

b. pronounced may-you? do we need this in the written medium? are we all going to call this man and ask for his services and need to have the pronunciation of his name beforehand?

idiocy. all of it.

at 3:01 PM

Katy said...

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at 11:14 PM

M'gann said...

What. The. Hell. .....?

Baffling.

at 12:13 AM

A Man without a Band said...

As a writer, I personally believe Greeting Card work to be one of Dante's levels of Hell, and as a survivor of an adulterous ex-wife, I now know the name of the bitch master cracking the whip of those poor writing souls.

Do you get email notices of your comments? If so, in the future I won't comment on all your posts in one comment, but until then...

yeah, I've had a spam comment, too. I like your "Blogvertiser" better. Seems like whoever is in charge should be able to do something about this.

School. wow. Not sure what to say. I went to school for two years in Biology before I realized I was primarily doing it for my father. I stopped, took what I called an unpaid sabbatical, decided that I really wanted to study writing, decided where I wanted to do it (Missoula), and did it. While there, I made sure to take at least one class a semester that didn't have anything to do with my major (yoga, modern dance, theater) just to break up the monotony.

As far as your communications decision, while I agree in certain cases that taking classes may help you decide what you want to do, it's a pricy decision making process.

As far as writing, if you really want to do it, do it! But as someone said, hope for a book deal, but prepare for rough times. Also, I agreed with someone's comment about being an English major. I had already taken a few writing classes when I got to MT, and only needed two, but I had a ton of Lit classes to take, and I can't tell you how great it was to expose myself to all of that literature, even if it's not what you like to write.

I think it was Patrice who said something I've said many times about the two types of work (and workers). My brother is one who works a job so he can do fun things. As far as artistic types, it depends on how intense your passion is. I just got an email from a friend who is a painter, but disappointed because he doesn't have as much time to paint with his full-time job (he also made a funny comment about God probably not having a day job). Some people refuse to do anything but try to make their art their livelihood. While you're still young and single, there couldn't be a better time to give this a try.

Or you could just marry some rich guy. I'm happy to say that Jennifer, who makes almost twice as much as I do, is now my Sugar Mama.

Well, long comment, but that's what I do.

at 10:19 AM

A Man without a Band said...

p.s. Great job on the cake.

at 10:19 AM

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