On Occasion I Think I'm Brilliant

It's true. It's actually much more frequent occurrence when I'm in the process of editing my NaNo novel, which I find to be a good sign (hopefully). If nothing else, I feel like the massive creative output of NaNo forced some of my best lines out of me, IMHO. Well, it was probably that and the fact that I used a sip or two of rum to overcome writer's block for most of November... but on the plus side, I still think it's funny when the strongest thing I've had to drink is some black tea at a coffee shop that was left to steep for a little too long. Maybe for my next post I shall attempt to find some good sections and see if I'm the only one who finds them funny.

But for now, there is actually something else that I thought was brilliant recently. It was completely unrelated to writing. I was just chatting with a friend, and he mentioned that he could go on for days about the flaws of certain versions of D&D, while simultaneously creating a character and a new campaign. I laughed when he said this, and told him I did the same thing with certain interests. Then I realized that there should be a way to quantify this effect. I decided to call it the "Facebook Effect." You all know this happens. I try to avoid being one of the people who has to post about how much the new Facebook changes stink, since I know full well that no matter how much I dislike them, I'll keep using Facebook. So will everyone else who complains. I thought it was at least clever, and so why not blog about it?

I feel like this happens more often than we like to admit, though. Seriously, there are so many instances where something pops up in our life that annoys us enough that we feel the need to complain about it. Take Windows as another example. When Windows came out with Vista, the complaints started coming within weeks. But those dedicated to PCs still used it, because their dislike of Vista wasn't nearly enough to convince them to switch to Mac. Granted, everyone who had sense upgraded to 7 as soon as it came out, but for the years in between we all suffered in a not-so-silent manner. I've never quite figured out why we do this. Is it just another form of catharsis? A way to make us feel better about our problems? Because, really, for most of the instances I can think of, they're really first world problems. "My computer is so slow, I can barely play my games," and so forth. Slightly less life or death than "I can't feed myself this month."

There might have been a point to this. It got lost in my own personal world and I'm not up to an intense expedition currently. So, just in case anyone ever reads this, I'll end with a question. What do you think of the "Facebook Effect"? Real, imagined, brilliant, or just obvious?