Awkward Moments Day With Rich & Rebecca Black

Today is Awkward Moments Day. I was supposed to do this as the QOTD, but I don’t know what happened. I got excited when I was looking at treehouses and pictures of Ewoks and well, there you have it. I was trying to decide if that was an awkward moment but it was more of an “OOPS” kind of deal.

I am also trying to sit here and think of actual awkward moments but mostly, everything that happens in my life is just kind of depressing so I’d rather not think about it. That being said, that really isn’t what this blog is about. It’s about awkward moments.

Here are some things that happened to me recently that I think are awkward but you probably don’t really care:

I’m an adult. TBH, sometimes I look at adult things on my computer and then I have to walk away from the computer and like, feed my dog or something. Then, someone will go “OH HEY I NEED TO USE UR COMPUTER REALLY QUICKLY TO CHECK MY HOTMAIL.”

Did they just say they STILL, in 2011, had a hotmail account? No. No you can’t check your hotmail on my computer. You need to get out of my house like, 5 minutes ago.

Speaking of adult stuff on the computer: let’s say you’re at work and like, one of your good friends is all “OH HEY CHECK OUT THIS FUNNY LINK” and you don’t do the “hover” over the link to see what it is or it’s a bitly so you can’t tell what the URL is and then you click on it and you get taken to meatspin or you get goatse’d and one of your co-workers is looking at your computer?

It kind of makes me want to do this:

If you haven’t picked up on the fact that I am gayer than this:

That’s your bad. God I love that gif. Thanks, Amy. Anygays, back to the story at hand.

When I decided that it was time for my family to know about the speshul snowflake that I was, I had to write them a letter because my Dad was really weird about a lot of stuff, especially about his only son probably being limp wristed. He used to go on about how the gays should be rounded up, put on an island, and A bombed to whatever mythical place blah blah blah. That kind of sounds like Fire Island. SIGN ME UP.

Anyway, coming out to your family is A W K W A R D. They look at you like this:

And then, all you can think is, “You caught me choreographing dance moves in the back yard to “Circle In the Sand” by Belinda Carlisle when I was 8. HOW DID YOU NOT KNOW?”

And I also think that another big hint was the whole, me running around in tights doing ballet moves a la Baryshnikov as a child. What’s really awkward about that is HOW DID THEY NOT KNOW?

Let’s move along, shall we?

One time, I was gallavanting around with this bloke I was fond of and we were looking for something to eat. We were probably talking about something stupid like “exotic fruits that delighted the palate when used in conjuction with a balsalmic vinegarette” or whatever.

So I see this dude, sitting with another dude at this cafe. The dude looks vaguely familiar. As we walk closer, he starts to wave in my general direction. FFFFFFFFFFF MY EX.

To make matters all the more strange, my ex was on a date with new dude’s ex. Well shit.

This next awkward moment isn’t really a “me” thing but what the heck. I am willing to acknowledge other people in my blogs. What’s really going to be awkward (if it isn’t already) is going to be that day when Rebecca Black realizes that she totally sucks and that’s why everyone is blogging about her.

Check out her video in this Gawker post here – YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED – “Friday” by Rebecca Black

When I first heard this stab at pop music, I was all like “oh well that’s kinda crappy but what can you say about a child that’s at least trying to LIVE THE DREAM?” Then, I found out that the label (Ark Music Factory) that she’s on is this label that will produce anything (especially if the parents of said children pony up the bucks) in the hopes of finding the next Justin Bieber so that the execs can roll in the green backs.

I don’t really feel bad for you if you think that money or whatever can just buy you a record deal. I don’t really feel bad for you if you think that fame is something you don’t have to work for like the countless scores of people now acting in Off Broadway plays.

Her life is going to be more awkward than her attempts at dancing/singing.

Now that we got that over with,

What are your awkward moments?