Posted: September 29, 2011 in September 2011
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I’ve had this theory for a while now. As with all my theories, they only make sense to me and have no scientific backing to them. My theories usually come to me in dreams or in print on grilled cheese sandwiches.

The proposed theory that I want to give to you is that every form of entertainment is somebody’s favorite. What I mean by that is, if we hired people (hey it can happen) to go out and poll everyone in the world on the topic of favorites, that every one will be chosen at least once. For example, every band is somebody’s favorite. I can’t commit to the thought that every single stinking band has someone who is behind them more than any other band. I’ve seen and known people in too many shitty ones to believe that. The list would have to have some sort of semblance. Like they must have at least had a studio album come out. I don’t know enough about he music industry, I’m not a socialist pig. So it wouldn’t be my job to come up with the standard.

That make sense? If not let me get a little more specific and onto another topic. Actors. Every actor that has played a major role in a movie or in a television show was at one time somebody’s favorite. I guess I just changed my theory here. I added in the “at one point” part. It’s hard for me to really believe that at this day, at this time that Breckin Meyer is somebody’s favorite actor. Above all else, Mr. Meyer has won their hearts over Al Pacino, Will Smith, Will Sasso, Danny Glover, Adam Baldwin, Danny Tamberelli, Toby Huss, and everyone else who has ever been in a movie or on a television show with an important role. I don’t mean to pick on Breckin Meyer. He’s just always the person that comes to mind when I think about this. He’s the epitome of average. Nothing other than his nose stands out. His nose isn’t even big. It’s just, not a normal nose. But really, of every leading man, he still must be somebody’s favorite. If not at least his mother or whoever he’s dating, Breckin Meyer has to be the favorite actor at one point of a living human being.

This argument can get tough the deeper into it I get. Like every movie is somebody’s favorite. I always see Troll 2 and Plan 9 From Outerspace on lists of the worst movies of all time. I’ve met two separate people to have claimed that those were their favorite movies. There. Done. Cross them off the list. Even legendary worsts are favorites to someone. That doesn’t prove anything though and I know that. It’s still all an argument that can’t be proven in the other direction either. Nickelback is constantly one of the best-selling bands every year. They suck and yet they help my argument. By being such shit and still being gigantic draws in ticket sales, the Crappiest Band from Canada (really they should adapt that nickname) gives me great hope that my theory is true. It’s the first step to finally making it into science books across the country.

And if my theory is true then it might go further than that. It may not have to end at entertainment. Maybe we’re all somebody’s favorite. In fact, I believe that each of us has at one point done something, said something, or created something that is someone’s favorite. We’ve all created a favorite. Maybe you’ve told a favorite joke. Maybe you’ve cooked a favorite meal. Maybe you had sex with your favorite person and created a baby who became someone else’s favorite. So don’t think you’re wasting your time with anything you do. At some point you will do something and then another human being can say “That’s my favorite.”

  1. I don’t even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great. I don’t know who you are but certainly you are going to a famous blogger if you are not already 😉 Cheers!

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