Brave New Thing

So, it's been a little while. There has been a brief, but noticed hiatus from "real" blogging after my father's degrading health finally led to his Eternal Rest in early September, but the Powers That Be have determined that I shall. keep. blogging.

In order to celebrate life, rather than the unfortunate alternatives, and the vitality of the human spirit, I'm starting something new. I'm calling it: Brave Thing a Week.

It'll sound catchier once it catches on.

The idea behind Brave Thing a Week (or Btawk as it will soon commonly be known) is to show case one brave thing.

Weekly.

Get it?

Rules:
Brave-ability:
Of course, they can't all be Things like climbing Mt. Everest or amending the Constitution. These will be brave things everyone can do, like finally going to the gym in shorts, or telling Excited Mommy that her baby ain't as cute as the pictures indicated. Brave can be silly, but it's still brave.

Brave ≠ Douche Move
Think of it this way: it's funny when you see a grandma falling over on America's Home Videos. But if someone pushed your MeeMaw? Not funny! Being brave doesn't mean having to be considerate, but it does mean having a decent amount of respect for other people. My Excited Mommy example only works because EM has been deceiving other people with her photoshopped Olan Mills portraits and still won't stop talking about them.

Now as to whether using a douche is brave, I'll go with the American College of Obstitricians and Gynecologists and say it's all around a bad idea.

Everything is Relative
I'll aim for every Saturday, but sometimes there is just so much bravery there will be Things a week. Some Things may seem less brave than others. Whatever, the milk's still good.


And how will this involve you, the reader? Drumroll please...submissions will be accepted! Yes, now, you too, can tell the Blogosphere about how brave you were to ask the couple next to you in the theatre to please scoot over one.

So, here is my entry this week:

Brave Thing #1: Visit Your Local Comic/Tabletop Gaming Store
Yes, the geeks can be greasy and the scent of microwaved basement burrito can permeate the air, but sometimes you'll find jewels. Shake off the trail of Mountain Dew and you'll never have to worry about being followed home.