That title could also be used for a post about sneakers, which is a plausible post topic for me as well. But this post is about the kicks I get on about certain things (like, sneakers, for example)...
I get on these weird kicks where I just get completely obsessed with something to an insane degree for a couple of weeks then I forget all about it and move onto something else. Usually they're about food, but sometimes the kicks are hobbies. I was on this big corndog kick for a while where I bought big boxes of corndogs and ate, like, four of them a day for about three weeks. Then I got on this milk kick where I wanted to drink a glass of non-fat milk with everything. It just always sounded good and delicious and satisfying. Right now I'm really into Froot Loops. They're delicious, and the left over milk is all flavorful and great too.
For a while I was in to blogging, then that wained. I got into painted and haven't done that in a while. When I was in high school I got completely obsessed with current research regarding quantum teleportation. That was kind of a long one, then one day I was just like "nope, don't care about that anymore!"
And while I think part of it is an inclination to move on and try new things, and part of it is necessity, as keeping all of those interests would eventually distract from everything else in your life and you'd spend 5 minutes a day doing about 1000 different little quirky things. But I like to think some of the kicks I just sort of temporarily put on the back-burner and they're not completely forgotten. Like painting, I still have the paint, and think about it, but I'm doing other things right now. Where as quantum teleportation is probably something I won't start looking into again--at least not in the foreseeable future.
So, if you ever want to know just a little bit of introductory knowledge about: turntables, Japanese cars, mountain bikes, baking, building your own furniture, tee-ball, competitive diving, professional wrestling, French childrens books from the 18th century, or croquet, give me a call. Or if you have a new and interesting hobby that I could really enjoy for a relatively short amount of time, those suggestions are not only welcome, but encouraged.
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Marc in the City
Where Seattle meets New York, and they talk about sports for a while, and Seattle admits that he doesn't really know much about sports... then passive-aggressively makes New York feel inadequate for not knowing about obscure bands from the Northwest.
I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
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To contact me, send email to: marcinthecity@gmail.com.
I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
These symbols "{ }" indicate asides. You can skip these sections and the rest of the update will still make sense, as if the section never happened at all.
To contact me, send email to: marcinthecity@gmail.com.
5 comments:
I always thought you'd be an expert at the luge.
Just a thought.
It's funny you should say that... because I am.
That's why all those people in high school called me "luge-er."
Perhaps that's why you're not a genius. Gladwell's new book, as you know, revolves around this idea that you need to spend 10,000 hours engaged in a single task to be considered an expert in the aforementioned task. Maybe your willingness to delve into many subjects prevents you from mastering a single subject. Or maybe you're incredible at tee-ball.
This comment reads much harsher than I intended; I apologize for any offense caused.
Calling me "not a genius" doesn't really bother me. I think if it did that would make me irreconcialably arrogant.
I am a 23-and-a-half-year "being awesome" kick.
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