You wouldn’t believe the things your brain does when you’re an American abroad. Bryan and I “happened” to catch Bring It On on tv here the other day. I actually caught myself staring at the screen quizzically thinking: oh wait, yeah, only America has cheerleaders. Weird.
Like it never would have occurred to me before. I guess these are the very important things we don’t analyze when we’re in our own country. Like I would never be walking through a mall in East Suburbsville, U.S.A. and accuse a friend of being “so American.” But that’s one thing I like about the English. They will actually describe someone else as being “very English.” I never know if it’s an insult or compliment but it makes me laugh at the apparent self-awareness of the culture.
In other important news, Josh alerted me that our hometown -Arlington, VA- is apparently the greatest place to live on earth. This concerns me because first it’s the yuppies and their soy lattes (the nerve) and the next thing you know they’ll start tearing down the McDonald’s to make room for 8 more Pottery Barns and Crate and Barrels. And if you take away McDonald’s, where on earth do you expect my future children to get drunk underage and page each other? What, at Pier 1 or something?? PUH-lease.
And oh, to be this creative.