Heather, of Dooce fame, makes fun of her husband Jon for his gullibility (is that even a word?) in believing that using their new toothbrushes was a lifechanging experience.
Is it just a man thing to be convinced that four blades is better than three, that a couple more horsepower than your neighbour makes you more manly or that you MUST own the latest all-singing-all-dancing gadget?
I mean, don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my gadgets. I would own them all if I could. But I don’t lose all common sense, or get suckered in when an ad tells me it’s the best thing since the iPod. Men become like putty in the advertisers’ hands!
Alright, I’m done pondering this mystery of life. I’m off to the Cambridge Beer Festival, to go hang out with old beardy men in sandals, and my slightly less beardy friends.