Cutesy-Bootsey

You Make Me Want To La-La Kick You In The Eye


No kissing noises. No stories from my childhood, and no references to Chicago as "Chi-town."

~Rory


I have neither the time nor the concentration to write a substantial blog today, as my back has turned on me, maybe because I wrote the blog about not being old, my body is mocking me into being one of those people who complains about her back, like I already have a bad-dish hip from cheerleading, many many many Russian jumps into straddle splits without stretching out can lead to pain who knew and now my back hurts and furthermore WHY is "cheerleading" underlined<----twice now, in red? I understand arguments as to why it isn’t a sport, but it is most assuredly a word.

So I have to run an epsom salt bath because all of a sudden I am THAT person, who needs to run an epsom salt bath, but in the meantime I thought I’d do my first audience participation blog! No wait, my second. There was the Cereal Death Match I never followed up on. Maybe I will redo that. Hm.

But no, I was thinking about how much I abhor "cute" city nicknames, like I will bring the pain if you say "La La Land" unironically, and a more recent addition has been "Chi-town." Why do people talk this way? It’s so annoying! Why does everything have to have an adorable nickname, like we will talk about this whole "Go Green" fuckery at another time, but in the meantime I would like to know:


What cutesy phrases make you want to behave in a decidedly un-cutesy manner?

Does your hometown have a nickname? If so, how do you feel about it?

What pisses you off about outsiders’ behavior/attitudes? Whether you’re in New York and you hate when tourists treat the busy streets like a petting zoo (©Sars), or you live in New Jersey and in the words of my aunt, "like living there a lot better than telling people (she) live(s) there" because of all the jokes. What would you like to say to the world!


Answer one, all, or an assortment of the questions.

I will not be responding that frequently this weekend due to being hopped up on painkillers and losing my epsom salt virginity, but I will get to it as soon as I can!

The floor is now yours! Woot woot!





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