The Pretty People

Does anyone else wonder if pretty people have better access to opportunities in life simply because of their outward appearance? Part of me is hesitant to think it's entirely true (largely because I'm afraid that if it is true, I am doomed to a limited future). But seriously, do pretty people have opportunities handed to them for superficial reasons?

I was looking through Facebook and encountered the profile of a guy who went to UCSB while I was a student there. He's gorgeous. He's popular. And he seems to live his life on permanent vacation post-college. Yachts, exclusive clubs, pictures of him meeting and talking with Barack Obama. Really? No offense to him, he wasn't the smartest guy on the block. He's certainly not a moron either, though. Granted, I can't truly gauge how his life is panning out based on some pictures posted on Facebook. But it really does seem like his life is damn near close to perfect. I can't help but think that his looks and his confidence, rooted in his good looks, have played some sort of role in all of that.

This isn't to say that I couldn't go spend a bunch of time at the gym and get fit and reap some of the benefits that a nice body can afford a gay guy living in Southern California. Even with that being the case, I can't help but feel that even that wouldn't get me anywhere significant; nor would I want it to. Idealism dictates that I would flip the system on its head... obliterate the blatant favoritism toward the aesthetically pleasing in our society. But since that's not going to happen any time soon, do I need to work on playing within the confines of our societal system? Do I have to find some sort of happy medium between physical beauty and quality of mind that will push me forward? I just hate the idea that I have to work harder than some people just because they have the advantage of looks (for which they didn't have to do anything). I suppose the answer to that is... this is life. It's unfair, biased, and janked.

I hope that I don't feed into the system, but I know I do on a multitude of levels. While I'm friendly to everyone, I find that I become increasingly friendly to attractive men. They don't deserve my added kindness, but I do it without even thinking.

I suppose the questions is: how do I get out of that mindset? Thinking on the subject probably helps. At least I'm not acting blindly.

Maybe everyone should walk around with bags over their heads. Let's even the playing field a little bit, shall we?

Blog reboot, take 492

Here I am again. Months later. When was the last time I posted? May? It's not even 2008 anymore! Man I am so bad with this stuff. AAAAnyway...

What should I be doing right now? Working. What am I actually doing right now? Perusing facebook and blogs and playing scrabble on my iPhone. Someone should seriously look into firing me.

We'll back that up just a smidge. While I'm not being all that productive at the moment, I am generally quite capable and efficient in the office and get my work done when it needs to get done. I haven't caused any disasters or lost any paperwork (at least not that I know of). Although, I did lose an endorsement stamp somehow. Which is weird, considering it never leaves my cabinet except for when I'm endorsing stamps. Hmmm...

So, back to my point. I should be able to write in this more frequently. I waste a lot of time every day watching tv when I could be writing things down. Exercising my brain a little bit, whether it be in an intellectual way or in catharsis. Lord knows my brain never shuts off, so there's bound to be something to write down every day.

Let's start with choir. Last night we had our first rehearsal for our Motown show. I am ECSTATIC! The Christmas show was fun, but the song selection was a little obscure for my taste. While I had a great time in the end, it took me a while to get into it all. But THIS show hits on all of the big songs of Motown. The Supremes, Temptations, Four Tops, Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Aretha Franklin. FINALLY music I can embrace and really put my heart into. The solos for this show are fantastic and in my range; I will probably audition for all of them. Well, not ALL of them... but a good portion. Whatever the case, I will be up there working my R&B edge. :)

I suppose I should do some sort of work today. Just to keep things interesting.

I said BURR! It's cold in here.

Go cheerleader, go!

We don't need no water, let the....

Stone

Fire and Brimstone!

More flowers

SO many flowers sprouted up this weekend. Spring is in the air.

Or some shit like that.

On a roll! Or... slightly bored.

I believe I took this picture at The Griffith Observatory. Granted, the sky has probably looked like that many-a-day.

The sweet scent of my youth

We have always had Jasmine growing in our front yard. I can remember being a little kid and falling asleep to the scent of the flowers out front. Every time I encounter that familiar smell, I am instantly transported back to those days. A smile always creeps onto my face as I think about how simple things used to be. Or about how blissfully ignorant I was. :)

Fogging up my window

Yay for the rain!!!!!!!