Why Am I Bitching, And Why Should You Care?

What's A Pseudo-Geek?

I'm normally classified as a geek since I work with computers, but I'm not a geek in the general definition. I'm more of a renaissance man, having gained knowledge on many subjects but mastering none of them. I can juggle; crochet; ballroom dance; fix computers; ski; fish; fold origami; flag twirl; play piano, french horn and trumpet; act; and I have an enormous wealth of interesting, yet ultimately useless facts. I do not do any one of these activities to the degree that would allow me to call myself a person of that craft.

Why Am I Bitching?

Because I have a general knowledge about many things, I'm easily annoyed by (what seems in the moment) very serious societal issues. It was recently pointed out to me that these are not societal issues; I am in fact irrationally mad about little things. Little things could be anything:

• Grammar on a traffic sign
• People who are briefly unaware of their surroundings
• The unfortunate positioning of furniture in a high traffic area
• Justin Bieber (and how cliché it is to be annoyed by him)
• People who think Glee sometimes performs songs originally written for the show [UPDATE: This is technically true now]
• The cosmic anomaly of one of my shoelaces ALWAYS being untied

It was suggested that I find another outlet for these feelings, possibly a blog, since that's where everyone else in the world goes to bitch and moan about trivial things. I was kindly told to find someone else who cares, and I really don't blame anyone who feels that way. My rants about small irritations have themselves become irritating, even to me. No, that's not a good example of irony.

Normally when I freak out about something small, saying my reasons out loud helps me rationalize why I shouldn't be so irritated, so I've never felt justified in having a written record of such things. I usually chalk it up to me being judgmental and bitchy: two character traits I know I possess, but normally try to suppress. But I am irritated by some things -- violently so in certain cases -- and I feel I shouldn't ignore that. At some point I need to give myself the right to be peeved in the moment, just perhaps not to the detriment of my home and social life (read: boring/irritating the hell out of my partner and friends).

Why Should You Care?

This blog will be a mind dump for useless and stupid things I get really angry at. Posts will be irrational and will rarely have references to back them. You will most likely be wondering, "How is it possible for such a large to stick to get stuck up a person's ass?" But maybe, I'm not alone. I think I'm probably more reasonable than a lot of successful blogs out there, such as Perez Hilton, who simply makes things up about people you've heard about and generally wastes everyone's time and server space. Perhaps I can some day become the not-so-poor bitchy guy with a book deal. Blogs are the new American Dream after all: domain names and server space are the new manifest destiny.

If you tend to agree with me about most things, I'm really sorry for you and the people around you. If you think I'm crazy, use this blog as a cautionary tale for your overly critical friends. Or just go away and never come back. I think most people will probably agree with a few of my posts, know that someone out there agrees with them, and then go about their day.

I love grammar and would love for you to hold me accountable. I also love debate, and if you can prove my rants unfounded, please do so (but include references).