1. A one–gal crusade against lol or LOL is completely exhausting.
2. No one joined my anti-LOL Facebook group. Ok, I never actually started the group but only because I was so tired from the aforementioned one–gal crusade.
3. I need to conserve my energy for wondering why Nate and Blair, who have absolutely no chemistry, would possibly get back together on “GG.” Boy, those 23 year-old writers must think we old broads will believe anything.
4. Even though it’s completely overused, LOL is indeed a compliment. Or it means that someone hasn’t read your post but knows you bill yourself as a humor writer so they figure, what the hell, she’ll never know the difference. But either way, it’s still more of a compliment than “You suck.”
5. Even my real estate broker writes LOL in his emails which means this acronym has seriously gone mainstream and the momentum just can’t be stopped. I know my mother is going to get wind of this soon enough. Of course, at this moment, she’s reading this and wondering what it stands for. Laughing Out Loud, mom. That will keep her from getting all crazy with the google.
6. Marinka uses LOL so it must be cool.
7. I feel like a bully targeting LOL when LMAO, ROFL and HeHe are out there and spreading like princess glitter and Legos.
8. I was afraid all the other bloggers would start mocking me for being an LOL virgin. Word was getting out. And frankly, it’s embarrassing at my age.
9. I can’t hate LOL because it’s a vital part of my newest acronym… LOLEMCCE: Laughing Out Loud while Eating Matzoh and Cadbury Creme Eggs. It’s interfaith and seasonal. Feel free to use it liberally.
Can you believe I didn’t bother to come up with a number 10? I mean, seriously would it be that hard to think of one more stupid reason? Man, am I super lame, or what? lol.
mama bird notes:
As you know, I recently had the opportunity to have my DNA analyzed by a new genetics company, 23andMe. I learned a lot of great information about my risk for certain diseases, my ancestry and my personal traits. But to find all this out, first I had to spit. I’m writing about the experience each week on the 23andMe website. Here’s an excerpt from my latest post.
“How difficult can spitting be? Just a few months ago, I sat in the front row of this Off Broadway one man show and the actor let his saliva fly for 70 straight minutes. I could have done his genotyping right there. Spitting looked pretty darn easy. When I recently sat down to fill up my 23andMe spit vial, I figured it would take a minute or two. Except trying to generate all that saliva was actually kind of hard…”
To read more of this post and check out the 23andMe community, click here.
Finally, I just want send my love and prayers to the Spohr family. They lost their little girl Maddie this week and there are just no words. My heart hurts for them. They are asking for contributions to the March of Dimes. Please click here to contribute.