The Price for Success: Let's Get Snarky

Today was productive at work: Most folks were devoted to preparing for the big celebration for winning -- and completing the retroactive conversion -- of a certain large Western state's publishing contract. I cleaned my messy little cubicle. And while it's still a mess, I filled up two wastebaskets with old crap.

It was a beautiful, sunny day, and I went to the celebration, too. I played a round of Euchre, and ho ho ho it was a lot of fun.

So, here I am, still at work tonight, getting ready to go over to the hopefully empty gym and pump some iron. Gotta look good for all those A-list social events! Speaking of: See the above link.

This ties in with a few of my previous entries on here. For instance, if you read this link, I believe I was pretty darn close to meeting all of the above criteria at the AIDS Fundraiser last weekend. (Only, I didn't get "snarky" -- guess I'm a social serf.) I wore clingy Kenneth Cole, I brought a donation, I mingled, I mixed, I laughed, I laughed some more. I suppose people will think I was there with Dave, and you know what -- GOOD!

The article also demonstrates what I detest about qualities of being "sociable", "friendly" and of being a "success". Without being a world traveler, I don't think it's making a stretch by theorizing that this insidiousness is particularly American. Peculiarly and hypocritically American. "A"-list indeed!

I'll be adding to this post soon: Either by creating more on a separate post, or continuing to edit this one. (I posted an earlier version of this post when I was tired and I thought BLOG wasn't working. I just finished editing it, one pass through, but I'm tired this time, too.)

Bring on some more guestbook comments!