I like blogging better than talking because I have a quiet voice. It exerts me to talk loud when I'm with a group of people. I'm also a bit of a lazy conversationalist, preferring to let other people carry the conversation if they are willing. Maybe that is why Facebook continues to alert me regarding my "rankings" and how all my "friends" think I'm the least outgoing, least friendly, least attractive, least date-able person they know. Thanks Facebook friends. You made my day!
When I was very little I was extremely shy. But I mostly got over this. I even took a speech class in 8th grade from the incomparable Ms. Ek--weird name, weird person. I did not fare well in this class. The nadir occurred when we were called on to speak extemporaneously about random topics drawn out of a hat. I drew the word "tofu" out of the hat.
Because I was raised in a God-fearing family I had no idea what tofu was. But I was on the spot and had to fill the time with something. My thoughts turned to the Brady Bunch's trip to Hawaii and the ill-begotten tiki they found which brought bad luck and nearly cost Greg his life. That's right, Tabu. I knew tofu wasn't tabu but I started talking about the little idol anyway. It didn't go very well.
I think the last time I had spoken up in school was at the 5th grade spelling bee where I was given the word "goatee." Because I was raised in a God-fearing family I had no idea what a goatee was (or how it was spelled) and I was out in the first round. And that's why I like blogging so much.