Captain’s Log 5,937
I just don’t get the Kardashians. Do they have any real talent? All I can find from my Google searches is that their lifestyle is supposed to be the new American dream. Not sure I comprehend the complexity of that statement. I read that Kim donates her clothes. I donate my clothes too, but nobody makes a big deal out of me doing that.
Apparently, Kim has quite a back porch. She can balance a champagne glass there. I am not sure why that is amazing. I can balance a spoon on my nose. I can also carry a filled hummingbird feeder across the kitchen without spilling. That should be worth something. But as long as Kim’s my competition, I know the best I can even hope for is first runner up.
Notice that it’s not a champagne FLUTE! Hell, anyone could hit a ROUND champagne glass!
Sorta cute but lacking that confident smile and ridiculous topknot….and the porch
Bearing all of this in mind, I am content to live my life in relative obscurity. There is just no way I will ever measure up to the Kardashians. In the scheme of moments that have threaded together to make my life, I am fine with that. I know it’s just a teeny little bump in the road. The next time Miley twerks or Justin is a jerk, the world will forget about a champagne glass balanced on someone’s ass. We are such fickle creatures. Miss Kim will also be forgotten someday. Left in the dust of the next social climber with a morality bank account of zero.
Then again, I suppose a photo of Kim with her champagne might be buried in a time capsule somewhere. Imagine what people will think when they dig it up 100 years from now. Let’s hope they find it as lacking in meaning as I do now.
Why did I write about her if I think she is so trite? Because I am amazed at the impact she has for doing absolutely nothing. It’s the whole balance thing. Some people work hard and are never noticed. Others are born into a rich family with a huge ass that can hold a glass of champagne…..and the world notices. It’s just a “holy shit, that’s weird” reaction from me. The way a lot of things are here in this journal. Because it’s my journal. And I can.
Time to stroll across the kitchen with hummingbird food now. Something that really matters to me.