Category Archives: Internet

The struggle is real

pronunciationFor the first time today, I realized that people can place pronunciation guides in their Facebook homepage profile.

For example, I could phonetically spell out “Curtsinger” so people don’t pronounce it “Crutsinjer,” which is very popular among customer service representatives and hotel registration desk employees.

But it’s my opinion that anyone who isn’t sure how to pronounce my last name probably shouldn’t be on my Facebook list.

On Twitter or Instagram? Sure. I follow people who I don’t know and whose name I would probably butcher if I met them on the street. We simply share common interests.

But Facebook?  These are my peeps. No pronunciation guide for you.

Teed off

I love Jordan Spieth. If you follow golf, you probably do, too.

If you don’t know who Jordan is, he’s the best thing to happen to golf since Tiger Woods first entered the scene. (And keep your judgments to yourself — he who casts the first stone and all that…)

Jordan became a professional golfer after only one year of college, but no one has ever disparaged his decision to leave school early or lack of education or poor example to our youth.

I think Kentucky basketball coach John Calipari sees the irony…don’t you?

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Holiday glitz

An instagram account has got me thinking about holiday decorating.

The Gay Beards are all about men’s grooming…specifically,  really creative ways to fancy up facial hair.

But their glitter beards?

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They just make me want to decorate a Christmas tree completely covered in glitter.

Their tutorial video suggests using beard oil to make the glitter stick.

Hmmm…tree sap,  maybe?

Say it like it is

I ran across a feature today online poking fun at the titles of young adult novels.

I recently took a couple of classes in YA lit at NYU, so this naturally caught my eye. And of all the ‘what they really should be called’ entries, this one made me say, “Oh, hell yeah!”

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Chat

Southern comfort

Did you know Cracker Barrel has an online store?

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I was dozing on the couch and a commercial woke me up with the news.

For someone like me who doesn’t live near the Barrel, this is good news. Unfortunately you can’t order those nasty good Southern veggies online…or have Uncle Herschel’s breakfast delivered hot to your door.

But a ceramic owl spoon rest is nice, too.

No ooey gooey

Tonight on Facebook,  a friend posted this pic on pie etiquette:

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I must protest.

Meringue is a national nightmare. Even a dollop is a spoonful too much for me. Encouraging the egregious behavior above means more scraping at restaurants… more apologies to meringue-loving friends and family… more gooey mess.

Just say no to meringue, America…at least in front of me.

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☺🌁🌞!

🎉🎂🎁🎶🎡
🍕🍭🍉🐶

👍👏

The sporting life

Now that Wimbledon has ended, I am suffering from my annual melancholy.

wimbledon tennisWhat did I watch before it was on ESPN for two solid weeks?

What did I talk about?

What did I obsess about on social media?

Sigh.

Luckily, this year The Open begins this Thursday at St. Andrews in Scotland.

St-Andrews-2015-British-Open-Golf-PackagesIt’s on ESPN, too. Coverage starts at 4:00am daily.

All the experts are picking 21-year old American Jordan Speith to win his third major of the year.

Yeah… I can totally obsess about that.

Bad manners

You have to love Brits. So proper,  so polished, so personable.

Wimbledon has always been a prime example…until this year.

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Novak Djokovic, the defending champion, beat Roger Federer in Sunday’s final.

And Wimbledon had the bad manners to telegraph their choice for the trophy. Both before and after the match, their social media feeds were full of Federer — waxing poetic on the possibility of his eighth title, and openly weeping at his eventual defeat.

In contrast, Serena Williams’ win in the ladies’ championship was celebrated without question or sadness for those she felled along the way.

I expect more from you, Wimbledon.  Remember — even Federer had to defeat favorites in his early years at the tourney.

Today’s top men’s seeds deserve the same respect.