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April 14, 2005
Train. Wreck.
Well, I told ya. You can't say I'm not straight with you.
At least as far as I'm concerned, it went okay. Quite frankly, I was more interested in discussing the social con-libertarian split, which we never got to. Stuff about yourself is sooooo boring.
As for bringin' the funny? Well, look, I blog stuff specifically when I see a funny angle. I'm not quite able to come up with funny stuff about any old topic that's thrown at me. And I also don't want to be That Guy, the guy who just strains to make a joke for every single question asked (although I did try a bit, to indifferent effect).
I thought the hosts did okay. The trouble is, they really didn't know what to ask me. I assured them I was able to offer glib opinions on most matters, but I guess they considered me a bit of retard and thus unable to field anything more involved than "Do you like puppies? If so, why? If not, why not?"
Again:
I don't do this for a living. This is all, like, new to me.