They have run out of new material
They think it's what the public really wants
People will still watch (or read) it, even if the first few weren't any good (mo' $$$)
So, I come to you with a sequel. I discussed with myself (at length) whether or not I would visit the idea of a sequel this early in my blogging career, and I told myself "No, and shame on you. You can think of 1000 other things to talk (or more accurately ramble on) about and that people (who may also be in my imagination, much like this argument) don't want a sequel, or to re-read the same thing, with a slightly less (or.. more) sarcastic tone to it.
Uhm, I think because I'm definitely a 'right-fighter', here we are with a sequel. Dr. Phil has discussed with me (through his condescending southern tone and finger wagging on my tele of course) that being a 'right-fighter' is not usually a good thing, unless of course you're discussing seriously moral issues in like.. a legal setting of some sort. The only thing that Dr. Phil is lacking in this discussion with me, is what do I do when I get into these proverbial arguments with myself about seemingly miniscule things for imaginary fans in a blog I'm quite certain my own mother doesn't read. (And, we all know she's obligated to read it.. she's my mother.)
And, I mean - I hate to lose. So, I then use my experience watch the American television show The Office on how to resolve conflict, and always pick the win-win-win scenario. (If you haven't seen the episode, I highly recommend it, it's really taught me a lot about problem solving in the real world.)
** Please note that I made an effort to find a link from Youtube to include on here to you could easily access the clip so you know what I'm talking about. It's obvious I failed miserably, but on the other hand, if you don't watch The Office you're missing out anyway, and no amount of blog reading is going to save you now. **
Sorry, back to win-win-win. The idea about this particular solution base is that not only do the two combatants win, but the mediator or third party problem solver also wins. Because of the nature of this argument.. uhm, with myself - I'm actually playing the role of all three. So, essentially, by being a 'right-fighter', and using these tools to mediate the argument I'm having with myself about writing a sequel, and then not actually writing the sequel I actually win.. x3.
How you ask? Well. I didn't write a sequel. But, I did write about writing a sequel, and thus avoided writing a sequel. I also blogged, and you also read. I won the argument by resolving to just write the sequel, mediated the argument successfully, and won the other half of the argument by not actually writing it and instead writing about myself arguing.. and then winning the argument with myself.. er against myself.
The sequel? Un-awesome things. I think, there are seriously so many un-awesome things that I could talk about, that I feel like a sequel wouldn't be so bad. I mean, especially if you all think they are really un-awesome, and don't think the actual post is.. un-awesome.
Especially when I was finished arguing with myself about whether or not I should discuss it again, I started thinking about all the things that are super un-awesome that I didn't mention in the original. (or did mention, and forgot because I didn't have the ability to recap while I was driving to Winnipeg this week, kind of because that's unsafe, but mostly because I didn't plan ahead and packed my Lappy in the trunk)
I also thought at the end of the self discussion, that I am witty as shit. And not really because I am (I've had my moments, but so did Hitler. Please don't send me e-mails about Hitler. I get it, it's not the LOLocaust, and I shouldn't make jokes. Anne Frankly, I was really only making a point.. I mean, he's feeding a cute little deer for frig sakes. Yeesh, nevermind.)
But, I think to myself: "Shit, in a scripted argument that you can edit heavily in your own mind while driving across a flat-ass province that no one else can hear, that you're probably embellishing in a way where there is no wrong answer, you are a funny lady."
Then I snap back to reality (op, there goes gravity) and realise that I've driven 100kms and don't even remember doing it (good thing they only have one way to get anywhere out here.) and spent the last 50 minutes arguing with myself and then congratulating myself for being witty as shit. I think I need a better hobby. Or, to get some books on tape or something to occupy all this time I'm spending in the car. What was I talking about? Oh right. Sequels.
The only sequel I liked equally as much as the original was of course: The Lion King. I think I may be biased, because it's my favourite movie.. and sure, I know it's Hamlet with lions, but lions are my favourite and who doesn't love a little Hamlet-Cub (played by a white kid), whose Hamlet-Father (played by a black guy) gets killed in a massive stampede of the weirdest looking herbivores (next to Moose of course) in current existence by Claudius-Uncle (played by a British guy) who then mates and procreates with his half sister (played by a black kid, who grows into a white-Irish woman) to make a little incestuous cub (played by a white Canadian). That shit is messed. But, makes for wholesome family fun. And let's be honest, I own both on blu-ray and watch them at least once a month.
Now, don't get me start on TLK 1.5, that doesn't count as a sequel. One, because it's only half of a sequel, and two because this is my blog.. so my rules.
Anyway, so I suppose this is the announcing of a sequel coming to you, and that you should be prepared to read the same idea, with a slightly different twist, in the same format using the same characters who are slightly older, but not necessarily any wiser and/or better at whatever it is they are doing.
I also can't decide now if I've won or lost.. because I didn't write the sequel, but committed to it. But also, if I write one - is is the sequel to the original Un-awesome things, or a sequel to this piece discussing the sequel and making suggestions that it's next in line. Sequelception?
This is why I don't sleep very much. I argue with myself. ABOUT IMAGINARY THINGS THAT DON'T HOLD ANY CONSEQUENCE OR SIGNIFICANT MEANING IN ANYONE'S LIFE INCLUDING MY OWN. I hope this doesn't age me prematurely.
