i just realized how much trouble id be in if my parents found my tumblr holy shit
Don’t worry. We parents on Tumblr feel the same way about our kids.
Me and bestnatesmithever created this in response to some questions we got from non-Tumblr folks looking to come over and drink the Kool-Aid.
I’ve been tagged twice in this Elevensies thing and I forgot to answer the first round. Here are both sets of answers, plus my Qs and tags…
1. Letterman, Fallon, or Kimmel?
2. What’s the best experience you’ve had while on the job?
When I worked as an arts & entertainment editor at a weekly paper, the managing editor would take me and the associate art director (who later became my wife) out for lunch after the paper went to press and get us drunk on margaritas. Every week. Then, all three of us would have to stumble back to work for the weekly editorial meeting.
3. Fill in the blanks: In High School, my mascot was a Revolutionary Major. If I had my say, though, the mascot would have been a Chewbacca.
4. You receive a $20 million windfall, with the condition that it must ALL be donated to charity. Which charity would you choose and why?
826 National because they tutor kids on how to write and edit and words are still the most powerful tool for change in the world. Plus, they have cool stores set up in major cities to fund their efforts.
5. SHERLOCK Question! Who’s the best Dr. Watson out there currently, Freeman, Law or Liu?
6. If you could erase ONE children’s show from the whole earth, what would it be?
7. Cats or dogs, and why?
Dogs. I like it when my pets give a shit that I’m around.
8. If you ceased to exist tomorrow, what would be the most lingering impression you leave behind?
My Jimmy Stewart impression, I guess.
9. Name the last (non-kids) show you watched on Netflix.
10. What’s the name of your cologne/perfume that you’re wearing at the moment?
The odor of time?
11. What kind of cake do you want at your birthday party this year?
Ice cream cake. Always ice cream cake.
1. Three things you always have on you?
My phone, my keys and the weight of the world.
2. Favorite style of underwear?
3. If you had a free day to yourself, with no money, what would you do?
Sleep. And write.
4. If you have a free day to yourself, with $500, what would you do?
Sleep. And write. Then, buy $500 worth of cheese and wine.
5. Last book you read?
6. Choice of meal (i.e., for birthday)?
7. Favorite fruit?
8. Least favorite fruit?
9. What song always gets you dancing/singing along to?
I don’t dance at all (unless I drink enough scotch, apparently). I’ll sing along to anything, even if I don’t know the words.
10. What are you most looking forward to this summer?
Sleeping. And writing.
11. In your home, do you have family photos, artwork, or mix of both on walls?
Both. Plus, some hasty patch up work where I tried to fix a hole.
1. Your professional wrestling name would be…?
2. Describe a time when your were scared shitless.
3. If you could only listen to one of these two things for the rest of your life, would you choose: A. One Direction’s discography or B. Cats fucking?
4. What’s the most interesting thing you learned in the last year?
5. Favorite breakfast cereal mascot?
6. You have a magic button that does just one thing when you push it. What is that thing and why/when do you push it?
7. What is your favorite city in the world and why?
8. You have a condition that makes your butt whistle the William Tell Overture anytime you eat. Describe how you’d turn this into an advantage.
9. What is your favorite guilty pleasure you’ve heard from someone else (meaning: not yours, but one someone else told you) and who’s was it?
10. What is the most important thing the younger version of yourself would tell you today?
11. Using as much hyperbole as possible, describe how you feel these question lists.
Guess this kinda proves lazydad wrong that I was too busy to chit-chat, hmm? In fact, it looks like someone was too busy checking Twitter or whatever.
I loved reading that you felt inspired after going to Dad 2.0. Can I tell you something? I did, too. And not because of any panel discussion or keynote speaker, but because I got to see my friends. And you, sir, are one of them.
Look, I’m not a joiner. You know that old quote from Groucho Marx? It goes something like “I wouldn’t want to belong any club that will accept someone like me as a member.” Well, I’m such a non-joiner that I don’t even use that quote because I don’t want to be lumped in with people who use it.
That kinda changed for me after landing here on Tumblr, though. Here, I met individuals—creative, passionate, clever, welcoming, caring—all with parenthood in common. And before I realized what had happened, I was a part of a community. And from that community, I’ve made real friends and now I see what I might have been missing.
I’m inspired by the parents of Tumblr, I’m driven by them. And your honesty and humor are a part of that. When I meet other Tumblr parents in real life or see posts about others meeting, I get excited because it means this is more than just an online thing. It’s people who mean what they say and aren’t afraid to show up to prove it when needed.
So, meeting you in person was awesome, but it just confirmed what I already knew: That you and I are friends and we’re part of a community that I love.
I started on Tumblr because it was free and I read about it in a magazine.
I’m not trying to monetize this site because almost no one makes enough money to make that venture worthwhile… Well, let me clarify…
Almost no one makes worthwhile money from ad revenue on their blog. However, many (including me) have had success with sponsored posts, which you can do on any platform because that’s about content, not ad space. Though, personally, that was never my goal with my site. It’s just a bonus.
One thing people need to get out of their heads is the idea that anybody can blog for a living. There are people who do, but they’re like Vancouver Island Marmots—they’re so rare, most people never see one.
The best path to making a living from your blog is to consider it a marketing tool for some other thing like a book, a show, a film, a career as a speaker, a manual for shaving ocelots, a class teaching the joys of macaroni art, etc.
But, that’s just my take on it. What do I know?
I really want to help get punkdad to the Dad 2.0 Summit. I believe in his mission to represent an underserved and underrepresented facet of dads to brands and marketing folks who’ll attend the event. So, I’m upping the ante for you to give to his fundraising campaign now…
If punkdad reaches his fundraising goal by 11:59 pm on Jan. 10, 2014, I will shave my hair into a mohawk for the Dad 2.0 Summit.
I don’t mean a fauxhawk or some hipster douchebag bullshit hawk. I mean the whole enchilada. (And it’s only for the summit. Afterwards, I’m chopping it off.)
That’s right, folks. Full. Tilt. Mohawk.
For a great number of you, this doesn’t seem like a big deal. So, let me spell it out for you:
- I’m past the age where mohawks look good
- Even before then, I looked fairly awful with a mohawk
Seriously, I tried it once before and I expected to look like this…
Instead, I really looked like this…
Also, my ears stick out in a weird way. But, punkdad deserves to go to the summit. So, I’m putting my hair where my mouth is… wait… you know what I mean.
Spread the word, people! Give now to get punkdad to Dad 2.0 and to make me look like an aging man-child who can’t let go of his past.
I mean, y’know, more than usual.
I wanted to shoot something for this Tumblr 311 thing, but the time just got away from me. So, I’m posting this. We made this short intro video for another Tumblr project… last year, I think? It was never used.
If I can get my act together, I’ll do more detailed one later tonight.
- Mailbox Monday (day when we answer messages)
- Truthful Tuesday (day when we reveal honest opinions)
- GPOY Wednesday (day when we post pics of ourselves)
- Throwback Thursday (day when we post old pics of ourselves)
- Flashback Friday (another day when we post old pics of ourselves)
- Snuffleupagus Saturday (day when we play with our semi-imaginary furry elephant)
- Salmagundi Sunday (day when we eat an English salad)