In honor of Neil's BlogHim '07 I'm going to talk about being a man. This means I will not be droning on and on and on about my vagina like I usually do on Fridays. I won't being saying things like, "My vagina feels weird today," or "Does this jacket make my vagina look big?" No, today I will be focusing on being a man. Try not to be afraid.
What does it mean to be a man in today's world? For some men, being a man means you have sex with other men. For some men, being a man means you get to control the barbecue grill even though you're really not good at it and you always burn everything (including your eyebrows.) For some men, being a man means you jump motorcycles over as many buses as possible. The more buses the better. The more buses the manlier.
For me, being a man means I don't cut my hair. It means I know things, but not useful things. It means I grunt a lot. I have grunts that mean, "I'd rather just sit on the couch" and grunts that mean "you drive like an idiot" and grunts that mean "Dang! Look at you. I can't believe I'm married to you. Please come closer." Being a man means that I wake up first and that I'm responsible to wake everyone else or they will just sleep until I wake them up the next day. How many of these things would I do were I a woman and not a man? I have no idea.
So, now it's your turn. Everyone has to say what it means to be a man. Even the women.
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
