stealing stories

If everyone generates good anecdotes at approximately the same rate, and I have more than one friend, my friends are going to generate more good anecdotes than I will. As a consequence of this fact, sometimes I feel a bit like a middleman or a sneaky meme-trader, like much of my coolness lies in all the good stories my friends have told me and all the neat things they do. At times it turns into a kind of hero worship, and I’m unable to imagine that anyone would be retelling my stories in the way I retell theirs, and I’ll even forget that my own life can generate stories at all.

Which is why it feels so funny to look back on my archives and realize that I’ve mostly been telling my own stories here, and people are still listening to me.

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