Baby

Loyal readers, as you know, I have a tendency to write about anything and everything, especially things that keep coming to mind. So here is a pointless story related for no particular reason other than it just came to mind again, much like many of the cnf 9l submissions I've been reading lately.

Many many moons ago, I got in trouble for repeatedly calling danimal "baby" during a poker game at dickso's house. Now, I was very drunk and sort of noticed I used "baby" slightly more than usual, but I was drunk, and who fucking cares.

Boys care.

danimal was made fun of. oh noes!

I said it wasn't a big deal, I call lots of people baby. He called me a liar, basically. Oh yeah, our friend christine indiscrimately calls anyone and everyone babe or darling or honey or whatever, and I quite obviously, do not.

I discriminate.

You have to hit a certain point on my friend-o-meter before I start calling you "babe" or "baby." danimal just happened to be the only person present who had crossed that threshhold. drowland was already close. And danimal rarely hung out with the people I hung out with, so hadn't seen that I already quite often called Joe baby and occasionally some other people as well, like stauss-y-poo.

But if someone already thinks you're lying, there aint much you can say to change that, so why bother? And the real issue was me embarassing him in front of people he sometimes graces with his presence.

But it's made me more self conscious about who I call baby and who I don't. The things people can take as implied that may or may not be my intention.

That is the real issue. Implications, language use, and appearances.