Tuesday, January 10, 2012

My Interest in Pinterest - Both of Me

Happy New year...


I'm sorry I haven't been blogging much. I know my 2 family members, 1 friend and 3 foreign Facebook stalkers are missing my sparkling ((hack)) wit and humor *sniff*.


I haven contracted yet another crud from the baboos, who are apparently germ infested. This one has had me down; so housebound that I did something I said I wouldn't do.


No, not clean....


No, not work!


I've joined Pinterest.


As a friend pointed out, this was pretty much what it looked like:


www.hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com
Go there and die laughing.
Moum, I go parpy.
I chose interests like women's fashion, food, humor, technology and so on. 

Since then, I have been inundated with beautiful photos of food, boots I must have, snarky quips, and some home crafts I will NEVER DO.  





So now, I have no time for witty banter since I am very busy repinning things (I PIN ALL THE THINGS!!!) I like to my boards and thinking about cooking all of the food I shouldn't eat which is displayed on said boards. It's ludicrous. 

I was sorry I had waited so long.

I sort of wish I had resisted. 

A few friends -who-are-boys asked about this word "Pinterest" floating around our social networks and I tried to share the experience. But, most of my page included hairstyles, clothing sets, cute jewelry and recipes. I only saw one nekkid woman to which other Pinners were protesting. 

Pinterest, in the interest (i did that again, see?) of sharing my thoughts with the government, has linked to my Facebook page, Twitter account and probably knows all of the mood altering drugs I take my address. It has smartly selected a few folks that I should follow based upon my choosing of a few basic interests like Art, Music, etc. 

While I understand the kinds of things one would expect to find on MY page, I had a tough time 'splaining this to my friends-who-are-boys. Just what does a boy page look like? I set to find out. 

Research: It's a layer, yo. 

I can't explain exactly WHYYYYY I have a secret Facebook alter ego, but I do. MYOB. And, for all intents and purposes, this alter ego has also joined Pinterest from what I am imagining is a dude's perspective. 

No stinking jewelry
No fa-rickin hairstyles
Nyet crafts! 

Man Stuff. Special-Agent's-Rules-for-Manly-Manliness-approved SHTUFF. Boobs.

My alter ego selected sports, cars, food, science, history, technology, etc. Boobs. Stuff I thought Special Agent might select. Boobs. I didn't even go too butch, picking food and men's fashion. 


I fully expected to open my Pinterest boards to reveal boobs, sets of tires, hot chicks, some racy cars and maybe a photo of Able Lincoln. I was feeling very manly and virile. 


This is what was on my page:




 What in THE hell? 


Cardigan sweaters? 
Sweet kitten faces?
Musicals?


The closest thing I found was something on BOTH of our pages. 




My alter ego was pissed. It logged off for good and went to watch ESPN and scratch. Not one nekkid woman. Not even an arty one. Not One. 


Manly Pinterest Fail. Don't bother, boys. 

5 comments:

SherilinR said...

pinterest is a very strange entity/life suck. i didn't understand the big deal. then i got an account. then i lost a few days.
now i'm back from the hole and just try not to sign in.
i have a friend who made a board for "people i'd like to make out with." maybe your male alter ego could have a board for "women i'd like to fondle." that would be manly, right?

Nubian said...

I am hoping that everything I pin on my boards will magically appear this year.

Munch said...

Watch ESPN and scratch? That's a little sterotypical don't ya think? My alter ego is off to do laundry and watch the Oprah Network.... wait, crap that's me

i'mtransplanted said...

I won't use this time to tell you I told you so!!!! I have to say that in this very case, you acted JUST like me with the resistance of it all. Something NEW? NO! You channeled me and I was all over it like you, hmmmmm. Odd. However, I knew you'd love it, it's so kewl.
Love you Much!

Nicki said...

I am outrageously obsessed with Pinterest. OUTRAGEOUSLY.