Welcome to Awesome Town...

It's like funky town, but awesomer. Okay enough with the awesome puns, that would get old really damn fast.

This blog got started because me and eli had been talking for a while about how it was no longer fun to act dissaffected and cool. The fun people to be around were enthusiastic about doing things. Irony was getting old, and something new was coming along.

Then he sent me a link to this blog, which seemed to sum up pretty well where the current state of affairs were. Irony is melding with enthusiasm.

Sincerity and irony aren't totally exclusive, as Tom Robbins once pointed out:

...it is entirely possible to be ironic and sincere at the same instant; that a knowing tongue in cheek does not necessarily preclude a glowing affection in the heart.

This I think is what the Manifesto for the New Sincerity was getting at. And it makes sense, right? We had to do something to get out of the jaded cool of the Gen X mindset. And being selfconsciously enthusiastic is a good way to do that. "Look at me being all nerdy and geekcore, but I don't really like it I'm just ironical. haha". Or maybe it's that your mustache has quotation marks. Whatever. One thing I find talking to people is that even cool people can get into the nerd/geek chic revolution, because everyone has felt like that. Irony is like a defense mechanism that we are slowly realizing we don't really need, because it turns out everyone likes fun awesome stuff. 

So to start out my part of this blog (at least until eli asks me something, thats also part of the experiment) will be about trying to live in Portland, where irony is still very much alive, and doing what I can to be more awesome. 

Like playing bike polo because that seems both fun and dangerous, but I already posess all the skills i need. 

Like finally going to some Society of Historical Anachronism melee. I saw one when I was younger and was like, "Pssh. Thats ridiculous" on the outside, (trying to be cool) but my heart was all like "FREEEEEEEEDOOOOMMMMM111!!!!"

Or trying to find the line between being that drunk ass at a show who's bumping in to everyone, and the dick who is in the second row and just standing there AT A FUCKING HOLDSTEADY CONCERT! SERIOUSLY DID YOU NOT EXPECT TO ROCK? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. GET OUT OF MY WAY AND GO SIT DOWN WITH A CD. DICK.

Enjoy. 

EDIT: I changed a lot because it was my first post and no one had read it. Deal.