Friday, February 11, 2011

Random Blog post...on purpose.

           I was at the mall the other day just loitering and taking advantage of their free wi-fi when some teenager complements my hat. Now I'm not going to lie, you don't wear a Kermit the Frog cap if you don't want to get noticed. My sole goal of purchasing the thing was to attract attention from all manners of passerby...okay that and my girlfriend told me too. However then this little adolescent spazoid asks "Are you Irish?" "A little bit." I answered. "I thought so, because of the red hair." Okay, this is also something I get occasionally. Not so much the last few years, as the only red hair I have now is my beard and I have only recently started rocking the goatee again, but before that enough that I am not realy phased by it. "Sorry about that, I'm random sometimes." Okay that I can't except. I am sick and tired of the word random being misused. There is no other word uttered more frequently these days and at the same time used incorrectly.
            What was random about his statement? He saw my red beard, and in his mind equated red hair with Irish (which coincidentally is actually more of a Scottish trait, but whatever). Assuming as I do that given the vaguely tardish look on his face he had no doubt huffed countless whip-its in the parking lot before venturing into the mall, he probably didn't trust his logic all that well and made sure by asking me my ancestry. So he mentally went from point a to point b in a deliberate way. Last time I checked, that was pretty much the opposite of random.
             Not since Alanis Morisette educated a whole generation on how to misuse ironic, have we had such a clusterfuck of instances where a word is just butchered. It's a goddamn epidemic. "That's a random shirt your wearing." No moron, I put it on deliberately. "This song is so random" Well that could happen if the musicians hit notes accidentally without a plan, and the lead singer had no idea what words were going to come out of his mouth. I don't know maybe I just over analyze things, but it hurts me to see people, especially the young-uns, talk so silly.
               I for one, would never use a word to mean anything other than it's intended meaning. Because that would be wicked retardedly gay.

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