(Hee. The title comes from one morning when the hubs and I were but a not-even-engaged-yet couple, and he was driving me to work. At the time he worked for American Express. Somehow we got on the topic of those “Do you know me?” AmEx ads, anybody remember those? Do they still do those? Anyway, our big joke was if AmEx had Hitler doing one [note: There is nothing funny about Hitler. Hitler was evil and bad], and he had this dopey smile and we were imitating him in really terrible accents–I think we sounded more like if Squiggy from Laverne & Shirley were imitating Hitler [which no one should ever do, because there is absolutely nothing funny about Hitler, ever], doing the AmEx ad. “Hello, do you know me? When I was holding a beerhall puscht, I had no marks to pay the bill. Luckily, I had my American Express card. American Express, don’t invade Poland without it!” We thought this was immensely funny, which was shameful and wrong because Hitler was no joke.)
Anyway. I was thinking the other day about the kinds of relationships we form online, and public images, and stuff like that, and I started wondering how much of me people actually learn/know from reading my blog, and what things are still a mystery (wooooo.)
I think the blog is a pretty good representation of my personality. At least, my personality without the crippling insecurities and laziness and all that stuff that nobody really wants to deal with anyway. I also think I’m fairly open and honest here. Yes, I tend to keep political stuff off my blog, because I find that distasteful in general on blogs that aren’t specifically devoted to politics. And no, I don’t really complain about my personal life–I don’t come here and post, for example, when the hubs or the girls are driving me crazy or anything like that. So maybe what you get here is the “good” me, with all the yuck left off. The new and improved me, now with more coolness.
But honestly, I think we all have something of a tendency to do that. Nobody wants to read a blog that’s nothing more than someone whining and complaining all the time. And we wouldn’t keep a blog if we didn’t want people to read it.
But because this is something I’ve been thinking about a lot, I thought I’d ask. Do you guys think you represent all sides of yourselves on your own blogs? Do you think you know me pretty well, or rather, do you think we can get to know anyone pretty well from a blog or do we need to see the flaws in pure Technicolor in order to really know someone?
I wonder sometimes if this isn’t the reason why social networking online is becoming so hugely popular–because we can carefully censor the parts of ourselves we’re uncomfortable with or think people wouldn’t like (that, and we can stay in our pajamas and not put on make-up). And I also wonder if that isn’t something of a shame. I’ve talked before about how important it is for characters to have flaws in order to be likeable or for people to be able to identify with them. Without negative emotion we can’t really appreciate the positive, right?
I just wonder if I’m at the right level of honesty here, and if it even matters. The purpose of the blog is to entertain (both myself and anyone else who comes across it) and to promote myself and my work. So I’ve always felt this wasn’t really the place for emotional nakedness, so to speak.
But hey, this is supposed to be fun, so here are a few obscure and not-so-obscure facts about me:
1. “Gimme Shelter” is my favorite Rolling Stones song.
2. I have lovely long fingernails.
3. I don’t really have a favorite color, but when pressed I say gray because I think black is such a cliche answer.
4. I have a minor addiction to energy drinks. I especially miss “Full Throttle” which tasted like battery acid but was strangely more-ish (can’t get it in the UK).
5. I’m obsessed with bedsheets. I insist on only using Egyptian cotton sheets on my bed because I refuse to sleep on rough sheets. I was totally devastated the other day when I realized our washing machine ripped big holes in one of my sheets, too. I’ve been collecting sheets for years, buying them whenever I have a little extra cash. I prefer only white sheets but the hubs made me buy some colored ones too.
6. I don’t like hot drinks, even when it’s cold out.
7. I regard cards, like for birthdays or Valentine’s Day, as a waste of time and money.
…And that’s only seven, but so what? I’m quirky that way.
Personal Demons has its first review! Scooper reviews has it here. She really liked it, yay!
My friend Caitlin Kittredge is guest blogging today, over at Calendula Witch’s place.