Uncool In Isolation

I have managed to isolate what makes me uncool. Here is a list of the most uncool things about me, which, hopefully, if I can eliminate, might make me cool:

1. I like bluegrass

2. I am interested in the First World War

3. I drive an SUV

4. I blog

5. I have very large feet for my height (like a tall hobbit)

But actually, getting rid of these things would not make me cool, because they are a part of me. I’d be a normal guy with regular feet driving a sensible car, but I’d be no cooler.

I was never hugely uncool. At school I was popular in a class clown type way, but if you wanted to impress the girls, you got seen with Chad Beck and Chris Toomey, but you could still hang out with me.

Now that I have kids, cool is something I’d have to work at, which if I did just wouldn’t be cool. Don’t get me wrong, I’d like to be. I want to know who Sigur Ros are, the difference between trance and ambient, and to have read Sadie Frost or own a PSP, but I don’t. But that’s cool.