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elephants, bees and mini-dv's
I was told I need to share what I come across in a typical day at the magazine because sometimes, it doesn't seem real. This was Tuesday.
Let's start with the bee keeper. I was supposed to film a columnist learning how to keep bees. It was raining and we had to reschedule. Next week we will try again. He'll do his bee thang and I'll capture it on video. Some of what I take will be used on Twin Cities Live, which would be awesome if I wanted to be a videographer but... no thanks. I then drove home to grab my computer to start editing but was approached for something larger.
The elephants. The republicans are coming to St. Paul. To make it look like there's more going on, store fronts are available for vendors/org's to rent. The magazine has one and wants to do some sort of "performance art" to bring people over. One thought is to have a live baby elephant and a man sitting next to the animal. My first thoughts were " You want me to do what with a live animal and find a guy to sit with her/him where for the republicans??" and "I've got to get out of here before I'm asked to do something else."
*At this point I went to lunch with April*
So I found large (3-5 feet tall) stuffed-animal rideable elephants and some elephant costumes for someone run around in. It's bad enough to work on a project that entertains the republican party but to compromise my feelings about animal rights too? That's a lot to ask of one girl.
Now the video. I was told to shoot and edit the current episode of my show. It wouldn't be a problem if I were also interviewing but of course I'm not. Working around another person's speaking habits is awful and I don't like it at all. I could complain for hours about this but basically, tedious editing, working on another person's "work" and lugging around equipment is the reason why I stayed out of news. From now on I'm just saying no to video.
The best part of my day was getting away without paying for parking. I really enjoy these days because they remind me that I can accomplish something good. This week, illegal free parking. Next week, a rise in the bee population and an end animal cruelty.
'80 was a bad year
So I need to vent. First, I have to preface this with letting you know this is not aimed at any one person in particular. It's really more of a culmination of experiences from frustrated friends. Frustrated friends with one thing in common, problems with the boys of 1980.
What is it about this year? It's been my experience that guys born in '80 have a common fear of "growing up" and cling to their college party lifestyles longer than they should. They still have roommates with no plans of moving out on their own. They've had bad experiences with girlfriends and assume all future relationships will be similar. They are very stubborn. They've had the same crew of friends for years and frown on anyone who allows a girl in to their life. They don't like change. They are almost never wrong. They are whiney, generally speaking, they are total wimps.
The 80s were about materialism, technology and MTV but is that enough to trigger a massive assholery among males years later? The "Me boys of 1980" can be found:
-Throwing House Parties
-Picking up girls at Dance Clubs
-Biking through Trendy Neighborhoods
-Partying at dance clubs
-Stumbling through Downtown
-Walking on their lunch break because driving is so over done
-Posting "Missed Connections" on Craig's List
-Reading The Onion or Vice Magazine
They are every where we go and do similar things. Our exception is that we're younger and supposed to be at this point in our lives and they are almost 30. Why aren't these guys with girls their own age? Because those girls are smart and over frat-boy behavior. We haven't quite given up on them yet.
We become easy targets because we're less threatening. How many young twenty-somethings are dreaming of weddings and future children? As a result, we fall for these guys over and over again. Eventually we will join our "older sisters" and leave these boys behind. What may be a lifestyle for them, is only a phase for us. So until this passes, let's try our best to get through this rough patch with grace, dignity and style.
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