Sisterly Conversations on: Reverse Psychology...doh!

Well isn't this going to be typical?...By typical I mean this: A few weeks ago, I (Alanna) had this great idea to start this blog. Why blog? Because the alternatives, like keeping up with the Kardash family on E! (which should be E?, meaning "Entertainment?") are so tempting. Actually the idea came from me being the only person that seemed to be seriously entertained by my younger sister (Victoria). I laugh at practically everything she says when we are together. Like, it's unnatural. So I told her to make a blog because I wanted stuff to laugh at, but I figured out she would never do it until I made her. It's a beautiful thing we have as sisters really: I have an idea that I want to happen and I will stop at nothing, NOTHING, until my idea becomes a reality. Thus, I did this reverse psychology thing (yep, this is why they pay me the big bucks...I mean I pay them the big bucks for grad school). I told my sis that I would be a part of the blog. I knew that if I sacrificed myself and became a part of this process, I would reap the benefits of a daily dose of hilarity and sarcasm. My plan is working! Victoria (from here on out classically referred to as "V") has finally written the first entry of our sister blog! This exchange will take place presumably until the end of time...or at least until we get bored, blogging becomes lame, our lives are taken over by school or work, or until one of us gets our face eaten off during a trip to Florida.


So I laughed throughout the first post about said "Chatting and Cutting."  I could picture V witnessing the debacle of the Sister Wives at Einstein's with this disgusted death stare plastered on her face. Please be advised that the death stare will now be referred to as "DS." (Look, I like shortening words/names down to letters and then referencing them. Get used to it). V gives the DS to mere commonfolk so often that it has become an unconscious reflex, or at least this is what I have diagnosed. 


...Anyways! I had never heard of such a thing as "Chat and Cut" and could picture it in my head perfectly (or so I thought). Then I saw the Larry David clip attached at the bottom. "Wow," I thought, "V knows a lot about blogging. She puts in fancy videos. She. Is. Good." So I proceeded to watch Larry's usual disastrous altercation/explanation of the "Chat and Cut."  I watch it about 1.5 times, not because I was that entertained, but because my iPad stopped buffering, scrubbing, loading, whatever you want to call it. (Side note: Rob Kardashian's new hair is greasy and gross. I'm calling it the Armenian Mullet...Mean Mullet, maybe?). Once I'm buffered, I finish the clip. It's then that I realize that I am the one that has been duped by my sister. This is the classic formula: 1) V says something funny, 2) Alanna tries to come back with an equally hilarious quip, 3) Alanna's joke/interpretation of V's funny is in fact not funny at all (cue DS), 4) crickets chirp and then we laugh at my stupidity until we get distracted by something else. No, this isn't a math test; you don't have to be afraid of the formula. But be prepared to see this formula crop up regularly on the sister blog. So in this instance, I totally thought the "Chat and Cut" meant chat with someone in line, and then randomly cut out of the conversation and run.  I feel dumb...as usual. Because that is obviously NOT what it means! V is just too smart for her my own good! Sometimes I wonder if she would be my friend if we weren't related. Even though we are related, I still think she figuratively shakes her head at me every time words come out of my mouth. Doctoral student...reduced to a ditz in a matter of seconds by my genius lil sis (hey at least people say we look alike. I'll take it.)


THIS JUST IN: After visiting my sis in San Marcos while I was at school (yes on a Saturday), mom walks in my apartment after coming back from Buc-ee's for the first time with a bag in her hand and the greeting, "Hi! Beaver nugget?" Get ready people...


-Alanna