Monday, May 30, 2016

The Lessons Rodeo Taught Me

Patience

The long, sometimes drab drives taught me the patience to sit for hours, along with the talent of entertaining myself while driving for hours.
Growing up in rodeo, a lot of people train their own horses. I learned how to barrel race and pole bend with my horse. Neither of us had any experience and we taught each other in our own way until we started winning. But that is one of the hardest parts, working with a horse. It's also the most rewarding. For some people, it comes natural, but as a little girl learning by doing is quite the process. Not only that, but a horse has so much personality. 
A horse has off days and on days just like we do. Days they don't want to work and days they have too much energy to contain. Relying on a living creature that weighs 1,000 pounds is a scary thing. Getting bucked off, trampled, and stepped on comes with the territory.
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Wednesday, May 25, 2016

You Can Bump ‘Em

Dirt flew across the paneled fence, splattering the faces of onlookers. Cowboy hats ducked slightly and the announcer cackled into the microphone, “That was quite the show, my friends.” Minutes later the bull trotted proudly out of the arena, after much effort of the pick-up men.
She sat on her horse in the corner outside of the arena: out of sight, out of mind. Her arms were crossed, hiding her anxiety. Barrel racing was next. She knew once she picked up the reins her mare would start up, like an engine of a motorcycle purring in anticipation, and she would have to contain her. The excitement, the nervousness—it never died away. Three cans were set up. The cowboys scooted them and twisted them to the perfection of a barrel racer’s pleasure. She was last hole, the bottom of the rake. ‘Saving the best for last,’ she told herself. She let out a long breath. Her mare matched her with a loud blow. She patted her neck careful not to disturb the reins. That was how sensitive her mare was, how in-tune they were as an ensemble. Stepping off, she tightened the cinches, another indication that the race was nearing. Anticipation.
The announcer spoke her name in a long drawling voice; she was next.
She picked up the reins, the mare started prancing and breathing quickly, pulling her head against the reins, explosive but gentle. She pointed her towards the alley, the long path to a short pattern. Instantly, the mare picked her head up, pushing against the reins, begging to be let loose. Closer they inched to the gate as the previous horse left the arena. The anticipation building as they saw the first barrel. She kept her eye on it before giving the mare the cue that it was all hers; it was the mare’s turn to take control.

Trust. A major part of barrel racing. Trust that as they ran full speed towards the barrel, the mare would, in her right lead, hunker down grazing my toe in a perfect semi-circle around the girth of the barrel. Trust that we would find each barrel and getting as close as possible—“You can bump ‘em, you can kick ‘em, just don’t knock em over!”—we would make the pattern home, clocking our fast time. 

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Craft of Beer Drinking

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This article features stereotypes of craft beer drinkers and tips for those of us that like to drink, but know nothing about craft beer. 
"Craft beer in the United States has become just that, quite the craft. While wine has always maintained an aura of sophistication and snobbery, beer has slowly differentiated into varieties that stray from the piss-water-to-extreme-piss-water scale, the beers that you shotgun because life is too short to spend time sipping warm, light beer. Breweries crept up all over the United States, scattering across the state of Colorado with a whopping 230 craft breweries.
In 1982, Boulder, CO held 20 different brewing companies with a selection of 35 beers for the first Great American Beer Festival. Craft breweries cropped up in corn-fed Nebraska ranging from Thunderhead Brewery in Kearney to Zipline Brewing in Lincoln. Not to mention our very own Hastings, Nebraska is starting up First Street Brewing Company. In 2008, Smithsonian Magazine stated that “the best beers in the world today are being made in the US.”
So maybe you’re not the Tyrion Lannister of craft beer drinkers. Maybe you’re more of a Jon Snow: you drink, but you know nothing. Well, you're not the only one, but don't let it keep you from trying something a little different from your Coors Light."





Friday, May 20, 2016

Sarcasm: The True Art of Humor

That quiet girl that sits in the front of the class and barely participates in discussion or group activities might not be as shy as she appears, but suffers from over-active-sarcasm and lives in constant fear that she will offend someone when she opens her mouth. The possibility that her humor won’t be funny to classmates or professors causes her to glance downward as she stifles a giggle in the middle of a lecture, making her appear extremely reserved. The fact that not everybody understands sarcasm suggests a boundary that separates those who understand sarcasm and those who do not. Scrolling through articles, Psychology Today, study after study, research paper after research paper, I found to my dismay many negative articles on my favorite form of communication, sarcasm. My defense mode kicked in, motivating me to write this. I wondered is sarcasm all bad? Next, I grabbed “The Official Dictionary of Sarcasm” by James Napoli, Executive Vice President of the National Sarcasm Society (yes, there is a sarcasm society). This is a guide for all your sarcastic needs; as Napoli states on the back cover, “not that you give a crap” (Napoli). Upon reading this, I felt reassured that sarcasm is humorous—but what exactly is sarcasm? Sarcasm exists strongly in the English language, making a mark in our daily conversations; creating series of sitcoms, stand-up comedy, and humor columns in the New Yorker; establishing forums on the internet, memes on Facebook, and hashtags on Twitter—almost creating an entirely new language. Yet, not a universal one. So why is sarcasm difficult to understand and why does it have such a bad rap?
The word sarcasm comes from the Greek word sarkezein which literally translates as “to tear flesh” (“Sarcasm”). When we are sarcastic, we are not literally tearing the recipient’s flesh, yet like sarcasm itself, metaphorically, in many ways we are. The snarling comments often injure one like tearing of flesh. “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,” is a false adage indicating that words have no effect on us at all. This simply is not true. Based on the way in which our self-esteem levels fluctuate depending on approval from others, we depend on words to communicate the things that encourage us, help us differentiate right from wrong, and criticize us. Sarcasm is a statement of one positive meant to mean a negative opposite. Sarcasm sometimes forms as criticism or a compliment. Pazzanese, a Harvard staff writer, suggested that the “mental gymnastics” involved in the interpretation of sarcasm leads smart-alecks to believe they are intellectually better than the straight-forward. I myself have come to use the term sarcasm generously to refer to all inappropriate humor.
In my opinion, there is a difference between saying something cruel or cynical and laughing about it, and using abstract communication to express one thing by saying another. The line is blurred between sarcasm and passive aggression, between sarcasm and facetiousness. Sarcasm is a type of both, but in its purest self it is not either of these. It’s easier to examine what sarcasm is not, to better understand what sarcasm is. My friend recently started talking to a guy that asked for her number at her work. Naturally, my first question is: “When’s the wedding?” I say this to see her squirm uncomfortably. I’m pointing to an arbitrary concept that isn’t realistic—they aren’t getting married anytime soon, the idea of engagement isn’t in the picture. Its humor and we can laugh about it. I know exactly how that feels—its patronizing, but it’s funny. Plenty of people ask my boyfriend and I, “Am I invited to the wedding?” insinuating and pressuring us into uncomfortable rebuttals and lame come backs. But there is a line. Some people truly are hurtful when it comes to communicating their feelings about my relationship and they defend it by saying they were being ‘sarcastic’ or ‘facetious’. It’s exhausting and the humor is lost. “Did you get permission to go to the rodeo this weekend?” my boyfriend’s guy friend nudges him, speaking loud enough for me to hear. The message I get is that I’m controlling. I’m the stereotype of the manipulative, bossy significant other, a stereotype I resent. So what is the difference between the sarcastic and the facetious?

http://sarcasmsociety.com/
The Latin inscribed beneath the society’s tile translates to “This was a waste of time”—and I couldn’t agree more after I made the effort of creating a new tab and typing it into Google translate.

Facetious originated from the Latin word facetus, meaning witty (“Facetious”). Merriam Webster says the word is “used to describe speech that is meant to be funny but that is usually regarded as annoying, silly, or not proper” (“Facetious”). Sarcasm is defined as “the use of words that mean the opposite of what you want to say, especially in order to insult someone, to show irritation or to be funny” (“Sarcasm”). The confusion between these two has resulted in the broadening of the usage of the word sarcasm. We generalize it and overuse. We think all inappropriate humor is sarcastic. We define personalities by either being sarcastic or not having a sense of humor, as if it’s one or the other. Sarcasm navigates deeper than surface level humor in our psychology; it functions as our coping mechanisms, sometimes through passive aggression. In some ways I even confuse sarcasm with inside jokes. I always thought that sarcasm was a sort of specialized, unique form of expressing information that only few people will get. But that is the exact definition of an inside joke: “a joke that is understood only by people with special knowledge about something” (“Inside joke”). The differences between these types of humor is crucial in understanding the uniqueness of sarcasm.
The negative aspects of sarcasm are abundant, especially psychologically. Have you ever had a compliment about your outfit in the form of a snide comment, leaving you wondering if it was actually a compliment or a form of subtle bullying? Sarcasm can leave people immune to compliments, making them think that when someone says something nice, it’s a joke. When someone is rude, they laugh it off, because that too might be sarcasm, but how can they truly ever know?  “You can’t take a joke anymore,” my friend said. To which I wanted to respond, “I can’t take your passive-aggression anymore.” Our relationship is summarized by snide quips and mean remarks, accentuated with a laugh and smirk. You have to be thick skinned to hang out with us, but why? Why must we poke at each other, especially when it isn’t funny anymore? The not-so subtle counterparts are the passive-aggression that blare through the sarcastic comments. Criticism tries to hide in sarcasm, but it is difficult for it to squeeze its big furry butt behind the narrow tree of humor.
At times we hide behind sarcasm to insinuate things of deeper and problematic meaning. Instead of straightforwardly saying that we don’t like something the other person did, maybe it was something they said or did to us, maybe they forgot to take out the trash after repeated requests or called you that name you specifically told them not to call you. I am not a white girl, I swear—as I order my Venti Extra Whip Strawberry Vanilla Frappuccino.
Once, my boyfriend wore a hideous striped sweater that he simply could not pull off. The whole night, through drinks, dinner and the movie after, I made backhanded remarks about how I was sure Steve from Blue’s Clues was missing his sweater. I held my hand up to the side of my face in the shape of a phone, “Bill Cosby called; he wants his shirt back.” I thought it was subtle, but based on the glares I got it was not. Later he asked, “Seriously, is this sweater that bad?”
            “No,” I said. “No, not at all. No. Of course not. It’s great. It’s great!”
            “One more ‘great’ and I’ll believe you,” he said.
            “It’s great,” I said smiling. “How’d you find Sheldon Cooper’s wardrobe?”
Okay, that last one was a stretch—I mean, Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory wears some pretty strange shirts right? This is a mild example of criticism in the form of sarcasm, so we’ll take it a step further. However, the only sarcastic comment in this exchange was when I said, “It’s great.” Because I truly meant the opposite.
A problem I have encountered personally as a result of sarcasm is the inability to communicate effectively because sometimes people don’t know if I actually mean the opposite of what I’m saying. How can this be resolved? I’ve been so wounded that somebody compliments me and I take it the wrong way, I take it as the opposite. Being able to understand sarcasm and see the possible opposite of every statement comes with problems.
“You clean up good!” a well-meaning husband says to his wife.
“What is that supposed to mean?” she retorts.
The compliment turns offensive when she assumes he means she doesn’t always look good, that it is only at this point in time that she has achieved beauty. Then why is sarcasm so fun?
 “Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, but the highest form of intelligence,” stated Oscar Wilde (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky). A well-known quote by a well-known author.  Science suggests that this is true. “The prefrontal lobe is known to be involved in pragmatic language processes and complex social cognition. The ventromedial section is linked to personality and social behavior” (Adam). Any sort of loss in these areas makes it impossible for a person to understand and interpret irony and sarcasm. First the language center in the brain's left hemisphere interprets the literal meaning of words. Next, the frontal lobes and right hemisphere process the speaker's intention and check for contradictions between the literal meaning and the social and emotional context. Finally, the right ventromedial prefrontal cortex—our sarcasm meter—makes a decision based on our social and emotional knowledge of the situation” (Adam). Irony is a major component to sarcasm, a term that we often heard in our high school English class regarding the short story we read. I usually thought it referred to something that wasn’t logical, yet it is the statement of one thing to mean the opposite. Now, the amount of effort it takes to follow this sort of communication makes it easy to see why some people won’t be able to understand it.
According to a study, “both sarcasm expressers and recipients reported more conflict but also demonstrated enhanced creativity” (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky) Sure, sarcasm stipulates plenty of problems: passive-aggression, criticism. But where is everybody’s sense of humor? The study by Francesca Gino of Harvard Business School, Adam Galinsky, Professor of Business at Columbia Business School, and Li Huang of INSEAD, the European business school examines this. They state that sarcasm “can facilitate creativity by increasing abstract thinking” (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky). Attending a Liberal Arts college, abstract thinking is the premise of the curriculum. I value this. Sarcasm as a method of communication leads to potential problems: misunderstanding, confusion, and hurt feelings. Yet, even in the workplace, sarcasm can be beneficial when mutual trust exists between the two parties. The expresser of sarcasm views it as “more amusing and less aggressive” than the recipient (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky). The same goes for the observer. It makes sense that the recipient, at whose expense the joke is directed, perceives more aggression. Sarcasm functions at the expense of the recipient who in turn experiences and benefits from no form of creativity, like the observer and expresser. However, the true humor and fun in sarcasm is the ability to respond, quickly and ingeniously, firing back a response. I enjoy people who not only understand sarcasm, but effectively show their wit by responding with sarcasm. An exchange like this can happen spontaneously, say on a plane, two strangers joking at the expense of the flight crew, sharing an instant mutual trust that did not exist before.
A key factor in successful sarcasm for communication is interpersonal trust. “That helps reduce the relational cost of sarcasm for both parties but still allow organizations to take advantage of its creative benefits” (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky). “A literal positive meaning to communicate a negative message” (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky). A boss says to an employee sitting lazily at his desk, “Don’t work too hard!” (Huang, Gino, and Galinsky) Literally, it is a kind message from the boss warning the worker not to strain himself. Sarcastically, it is a snide way to tell the employee that he needs to pick up the pace. The verbal irony of sarcasm relies on pitch inversion, utterance elongation, and nasalization (Krueger). Is the boss sincerely concerned the worker will put in so much effort that he will pass out from exertion, or is he criticizing how little energy and enthusiasm he sees from the employee? Context and tone of voice makes this clearer, but how many ways could this be misinterpreted?
Sending sarcasm through written word such as email is rarely effective unless the recipient reads the message in their head exactly how you would have said it. This is problematic. One cannot know for sure how something will be interpreted—tone is a major component in sarcasm. A How I Met Your Mother episode showed this. It’s Halloween, Robin is dating a new guy. Over email she in her mind, jokingly said they should dress up as Hansel and Gretel. A knock at the door revealed a Hansel in full costume; Robin was going as herself.
            “Where is your costume, Gretel?” he asks.
            “You thought I was—oh, I was just kidding. I gotta stop making jokes in emails. It’s so hard to convey tone,” Robin said.
Robin stated that they should dress up for Halloween, but meaning the opposite. We need a font for sarcasm. The phrase “good one” is an interchangeable term of endearment or criticism. Someone makes a half-court basketball shot and a buddy high fives him saying, “Good one!” My friend cracks a joke and I roll my eyes saying, “Good one..” What’s the difference between these two? Context and tone. I can almost bet that you read the latter with a scoffing tone with the voice residing in your head.
From an outsider’s point of view, my discussions with friends, especially my roommate, may sound cruel and mean, rather unnecessary. But that is how our relationships function, how we keep conversations lighthearted, and crack a smile when it seems impossible. Gino states, “To create or decode sarcasm, both the expressers and recipients of sarcasm need to overcome the contradiction between the literal and actual meanings of the sarcastic expressions. This is a process that activates and is facilitated by abstraction, which in turn promotes creative thinking,” (Pazzanese). Sarcasm requires a sort of “mental gymnastics,” a factor that makes it more fun and entertaining (Pazzanese).
The concept that sarcasm requires creative and abstract thinking, shows how complex it is—especially used through written word. The internet has captured a form of humor that is not quite sarcasm, but humor that requires a sort of previous shared knowledge. The internet increased accessibility to many things, but the aspect that is not accessible to everyone is the understanding of the humor discourse. This humor has resulted in an internet sensation of memes. From football players being ridiculed, actors being quoted out of context to criticizing presidential candidates, we use these memes, sometimes in the form of moving GIFs to entertain and express ourselves. Matthew McConaughey’s phrase “Alright, alright, alright” circulates the internet. One Tumblr user commented on the phenomenon of internet humor. The user under the name of marelie states, “I really love our generation’s joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. Like nobody says “oh she’s pretty” anymore we say “I would willingly let her murder me” and everyone is just like “lol same” (Marelie). The language used on the internet is unique and continually evolving. The way we communicate has become more concise and efficient. She continues. “I think “same” is also great and “me,” I love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says “me” and we all know exactly what they mean. The current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet everybody understands each other perfectly” (Marelie). A one word statement is enough to establish meaning, proving how much understanding and “mental gymnastics” we use in order to create humor (Pazzanese).

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The many layers behind this meme require prior knowledge of McConaughey’s Lincoln car commercial—satirized by Ellen Degeneres—and knowledge of the origin of his catch phrase “Alright, alright, alright”—the movie “Dazed and Confused.” But this is a characteristic of an inside joke—not sarcasm.

Pondering why we use sarcasm, I examined my own life and the instances that sarcasm is most prevalent. It’s a coping mechanism. It is a way for me to express my thoughts inadvertently. It’s a method for my brain to process complicated, uncomfortable things in a humorous way. It’s the comic relief to my life.  Last night my friend said, “Now I have to live at home with my parents.” My roommate says, “Who wouldn’t want to do that!” And in that moment I realized what sarcasm really is. Because I can literally think of many people who would not want to live with their parents. Sarcasm happened so rarely that the entire night we were simply being facetious—making inappropriate jokes, insulting jabs, and sexual innuendos. And that’s when my appreciation for sarcasm spiked. Crafting sarcasm, one must be analytical, one must say the opposite of what they mean in a way that presents itself as humorous. Sarcasm requires a lot of thinking and it’s only funny if the thinking is done rapidly. Interactions with sarcasm are unique—there are drawbacks to it, evident in my life when I can’t seem to handle my problems, much less a joke—but there are benefits that outweigh this in a trusting environment. Sarcasm potentially tears relationships apart, but it also does the opposite. So the quiet girl in the front of the class may be more complicated than she looks, her mind races with sarcastic responses and inappropriate jokes, her brain on overload at all times. That blank stare she directs at the blackboard results from a numbing abundance of humor, sometimes she’s facetious and she has her inside jokes, but sometimes, when she formulates the perfect response, she is sarcastic. Sarcasm: the true art form of humor.



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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Princess Sincerity

I am a dating expert. I said it, I am the date expert. I get women; I understand them. I consume them. And they love me. It doesn’t matter who you are; with a few of my tips women will be crawling all over you. 
The only problem I have is women, well, they get too attached.  My techniques are not meant for the one night stand. I make women fall hard in one night. If a committed, long term relationship is what you want, I can get it. But I cannot get you anything less.
My goal is not to find a relationship, nor is it to find a one night stand. I revel in the flirting, the small talk, and the attraction. Yet nothing more. My skill is in the art of the human mind. I understand the intricacies of its desires and complications of its functions. The fields of psychology and therapy suit me. But it is not enough for me. I strive to apply my knowledge, to test it in real life. I cannot sit across from someone and give them therapeutic advice. I like being out in the field. I call it research and women are my test subjects.
A dating expert typically is associated as being a player, a cheater. Essentially, the expert views dating as a game. I disagree. As an expert, I am a keen observer of the human psyche. I’m a charmer. I watch behavior patterns; I look for signs, clues to who is sitting across the bar. It may be a game for me: a psychological game. Psychological thrillers always interested me. My mom and I would sit in the living room reading mystery novel after mystery novel, soaking up the twists and turns, the surprises and the unanswered questions. I never admit this, but I enjoy curling up on the couch with a cup of coffee and a book to read on a snowy day. Women enjoy the thrill of being ‘picked up,’ flirted with, and lusted after. In itself is an art of mystery.
She’s stirring her drink quickly, almost agitated. I whisper something in her ear as I walk by, brushing my fingertips against her neck. She smiles and turns to look. But I was already immersed in the crowd. Now I’m the one that makes her happy and I am just out of her reach. Her eyes are scanning the place for me. She’s looking for something she never knew she wanted. I’m the mystery.
What did I say to her? Well, I could have said anything. It was in the way I caught her off guard, leaned in close sending chills all over her, and disappeared. The questions to be asked, “Who was that?” “Where did they go?” She must find out more.
“Your eyes sparkle like a thousand stars in the night sky.” That was charming.  But it was the truth laced with poetry. A romantic statement of an observation. Pretty words to whisper in her ear.
Prince Charming got his name because he gives delight and admiration. He is not called Prince Sincere. As for me, I mean what I say. I know it is exactly what they want to hear, but I am not lying. And that’s the difference. The honesty in my voice creates a security in her mind. And a desire for more. I believe one can be charming and sincere. And that’s important.
Sincerity.
I’m leaning against the bar when she sidles up next to me.
“Hello,” she says in a barely audible voice. She doesn’t look at me.
I’m observing her from the corner of my eye.
“Crown and coke?” she asked.
“Mm. Martini? Dry.” I asked.
She nods.
“You’re not what I expected.” She said.
“How do you know it’s me?”
She turns her body to me and leans an elbow on the bar and her drink on the napkin.
“Woman’s intuition,” she smiled.
“Are you disappointed?”
“Oddly, not at all,” her eyes flashed, zeroing in on my body.
“Good.” I said.
She thought she was one step ahead of me.
“It was the way you touched me, your lips against my ear and your fingers on my neck. And when you disappeared, I knew you couldn’t have gone far. The bar would be a safe bet. You’re alone, but you’re not waiting for anybody,” she said as though reading my mind. “Your body position is open, yet not welcoming. I walked by a few minutes before and I saw you shift your weight and I felt your eyes. That wasn’t the first time you’d noticed me. And you weren’t prepared for me to notice you yet.”
I shook my head. “Wow.” I said. “I’m impressed.”
“Want another one?” she motioned to my drink.
“Absolutely,” I said, watching her cautiously.
“I don’t usually drink martinis, but the happy hour makes them cheap enough to be worth it.”
“Mm,” I said. I still faced the dance floor and she leaned over the bar talking to the bartender.
I was intrigued.
“Any plans for later this evening?” She asked.
It was 11:30.
“I hadn’t planned that far ahead,” I said.
She examined me. “What? Did I throw off your game?” she smiled.
“No, no.” I smirked. “Not at all. I’m just impressed you found me so quickly.”
“Hmm,” she mumbled. “Well, after this drink do you want to get out of here?”
I looked into her eyes, searching them.
“I’d like that,” I smiled.
She put her hand on mine.
She fancies the idea that she outsmarted me. She thinks this was her idea.
She leads me out of the bar and to her car, proud of what she snatched up.
I have an unfair advantage; I have quite a bit of insight into what makes a woman, a woman. I know what makes her heart throb, what she loves and what she hates. I know her weaknesses.
Because I am one.
I am a woman.

Call me Princess Sincerity. 

Monday, May 16, 2016

The debacle of moving is always an interesting one.. It’s the moment where I wonder how I accumulated so much stuff.. After all, "that's the meaning of life—trying to find a place for our stuff" or so George Carlin says. Funny how "a house is just a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get more stuff." Here's to those college kids packing up and moving out! 

"I hate moving and the sad truth of it is I have a long road of it ahead. I’m still in college and I can say with certainty that this free spirit is not settling down her roots anytime soon. Luckily I drive a pick up, but it’s a downsize for me compared to the F350 and the Suburban I drove in the past. Plus, it seems I only accumulate stuff. As I pull the clothes out of my drawers and notice the haven't-been-worn smell filling the room I wonder, "Should I do laundry? Nah. I’m taking it to moms."'

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

11 Stereotypes of College Rodeo Kids

"Hastings College has a rodeo team. For some of you, this may come as a shock. But walking around campus I'm sure you could point out which kids are "rodeo". They're the kids that miss a lot of class (due to those long rodeo weekends) and walk in smelling like manure. Hey, it's hard making it to your 8 a.m. class after feeding your horses. Stereotypes are evident in all groups. Whether you rodeo or you've glimpsed bull riding on TV, here is a list of rodeo stereotypes you may have heard before.

1. If you rodeo, you're automatically a bull rider.


It is ridiculous the number of times someone asked if I ride bulls. I glance down at my paper-cut-out-thin body wondering how I would survive getting launched off one. Once I tell them no, they sigh in relief and lose any interest in what Barrel Racing or Team Roping might be. Bull riding is the most popular event to non-rodeo people, so I guess it's an easy mistake."
Continue reading here..

https://www.theodysseyonline.com/stereotypes-college-rodeo-kids

13 Stereotypes of College Rodeo Kids

Hey ya'll!
I've been writing on the stereotypes of the rodeo collective. Here's an excerpt:

"1. We’re rich.

People always look at me and say "Oh, your family must be *insert lucrative profession here*." I smirk and say, "Nope!" They stare at me wondering how to phrase the next question best. “You must have a lot of money, huh?” I smile and in a sing-songy voice say, “Just because we spend a lot of money, doesn’t mean we have a lot of money.” And with a flip of my hair —t hat is, if I wasn’t wearing a ball cap to mask the fact that I hadn’t showered and had just finished chasing a pen of steers — I stride away."

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http://theodysseyonline.com/hastings/stereotypes-college-rodeo-kids-part-two/461520