Things I Throw Myself into Thursday

Aka. Why I have not yet found anyone worth marrying.
Many, many moons ago on a fated and muggy evening I fell in love with a curly haired blonde boy as he swayed and jumped in well… synch with a group of obviously lesser men.
Not many moons later (and I must say much sooner than just about everyone else in the free world) I found room in my heart for another love:
Apparently – and this has been market tested, I have a thing for boys know how to lounge. I spent years trying to figure out what it was these two lingering teenage obsessions had that others lacked. Why these boys? After decades these infatuations still burn brightly while girlish crushes on lesser men (sorry Marky-Mark, my apologizes Keanu) have faded to mere memory. For years I have been sure that it’s the quality that they each share, of always having a light in their eye.They’re the kind of guys who have a hard time finishing a joke because they are boyishly so excited to have you laugh when they get to the punch line that they can hardly keep it together…I’ve known that part for a long time. Was that all it was?
Luckily, right place,  right time I was recently reminded of something that gave me deep, deep
joy last Fall: I invite you to grab a spoon and indulge
Then BONUS POINTS I was given this sparkling gem in my current tiara of inner peace. I had previously gone through life totally unaware of its existence. I cringe to think of the hours spent not watching this on loop that I’ll never get back. Oh if you’re one of my pet peevy people who have trouble wearing your nerd like a badge, make sure you watch this in private. I spontaneously clapped in delight three times.So here’s where this all comes together in a one-two punch. I’ve just let go of my third ‘maybe’ boyfriend of the summer. When asked why I felt the need to clean house, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. PHD Jake was handsome, and nice, and he smelled as men should smell — like they are masking the scent of a recently exercised stallion by rubbing up against the bark of a mossy tree surrounded by wild flowers… but there was something missing. BAM! Thanks to the History of Rap and this perfect storm of sexy boyish cute and important music from my youth, I can now elaborate on what the boys who have names that start with J have that others do not! Hmm… oddly, PHD Jake was not in this club… This History of Rap could have easily sucked. Right? Right?! LBH, It could have blown.

When I watch it I am impressed by two things. First of all I’m floored at how damn fine Jimmy Fallon is looking in a suit these days much time this must have taken in the practice room. These are two men that could have easily been sidelined in the process of pulling this together by their busy schedules, egos or fear of embarrassment. Memorizing this, collaborating, blocking it, getting it perfectly aligned to go Live took WORK. Lots of it. As all worthwhile things do.

Secondly, in the actual execution of the whole thing you can tell how much fun they are having. They are loving this. This is where they want to be and what they want to be doing. Watching it makes you, the viewer feel great. They don’t care if it might get bombed, they don’t care if youtube doesn’t love it with viral violence, or if their friends think they are total nerds. They have charm and charisma because in addition to their boyish grins, they are willing to OWN it.

There is a serious lack of people out there willing to fulfill even one of these two firstly and secondlys. Sometimes even my favorite people peeve me out cloaking themselves in a fear based ‘don’t get too excited’ mask of indifference. For example, a good friend of mine recently rolled her eyes and explained that her friends were MAKING her go to watch a Ghost Busters’ marathon in Central Park. Um.. I did that once. It was THE BEST!

Please. Don’t act like you’re not invested in something when you are. If you’re doing something optional you truly don’t want to do, stop. If that’s not the case, fix your face. Throw yourself in with passion. You’ll be happier. The people around you will be happier. If you’re acting less than invested in like I dunno… something you love like cough, cough, your ART – your enthusiasm will make it sing louder and help people embrace it readily. Your audience won’t need you to tell them you love it, they’ll just be able to tell that it has that extra hard work + enthusiasum-y something JT+JF special when they look at it. Try not to make excuses. I really believe if you want to do something badly enough you do it. So, do it. Work hard and work with passion.

I’m naturally drawn to people who have an energy and spirit that resonates. I’m thinking I’m not alone in this. Remember, everything in life is just a white picket fence that needs to be whitewashed. Be Tom Sawyer.

Sidenote: In the five years since I started She Sure is Sketchy I’ve had a handful of men contact me to ask me out. If that’s the reason you read my girly nothings, Hi, there ;). Embrace this blog post, it’s giving you a major edge. I am currently accepting Fall 2011 applications.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a video to watch 30x.

4 replies »

  1. DUDE. Did you know that I had pictures of exactly four people in my locker during high school: Kobe Bryant, Eminem, Justin Timberlake and Jimmy Fallon. How are we so kindred of spirits?

    Loved this post. Summary of my life.

  2. I don't know why I didn't watch those videos previously, but thank you for posting them as it made me do so and has enriched my day (and perhaps life).

  3. “I was given this sparkling gem in my current tiara of inner peace”

    This post made me giggle big time. Also, thank you, because I didn't know the Hip Hop #2 video existed.

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