I am going to have to go total cliche in this post. My favorite blogger, Brainvomit40, decided she is going to write on her blog about defending her vice. And I thought, what is my vice? Then I thought, what the hell is the definition of a vice? I know what it kind of means but I couldn’t really explain it. So, I turned to Dictionary. com (insert cliche here!) and did what all of my students do when they open a persuasive paper: write the definition. Here goes:
According to dictionary.com, the super fast website that is a crutch to many a young person, the definition for vice is as follows: 1. an immoral or evil habit or practice. 2. immoral conduct; depraved or degrading behavior: a life of vice. 3. sexual immorality, especially prostitution. Synonyms: wantonness *hilarious word – * 4. a particular form of depravity. 5. a fault, defect, or shortcoming: a minor vice in his literary style.
Did you get all that? Well, I just don’t know if I actually have anything today that counts as #1 – an immoral or evil habit unless you count the countless hours I have spent playing Plants vs. Zombies. For #2 – immoral conduct or degrading behavior – I think I cursed a few times at the dude driving 35 in a 55 on my way to school today, but I didn’t give him the finger or anything so that doesn’t count. Next is #3 which is sexual immorality or prostitution which I can safely say I would probably only run for about $25 bucks and that is just not worth it. I am going to skip #4 because I would have to go back to dictionary.com to find the definition for depravity. And last, but probably the most fitting for me in the vice category, is fault, defect or shortcoming. Let’s just stop there and say yes to all in the glorious #5.
Side note here: Students would have never made it to #5.
I guess, when looking at #5, I have a few (quite a lot, actually) vices, and/or faults. One is that I get easily distracted. For example, I really like talking to people. Case in point: a few weeks ago we had parent/teacher conferences. I like to refer to them as conferences that parents don’t really care about because their kid is almost out of high school and they should be responsible for themselves so we don’t need to go conferences. I had a little time on my hands for the lack of parent participation, and I started to get down to grading projects, papers and everything else on my desk. Within ten minutes, I had two visitors and decided I needed to visit someone else and tell them what the other visitors and I had discussed. I ended up using a lot of my time just communicating. Let’s just say that I successfully solved the world’s problems but ended up taking all of the grading home because I didn’t finish it.
Another is reading. I love to read books and I love my Kindle. Reading is good, but it can be bad when I tune everything – phone, conversations, stove-top timers – out when I read. For some reason I plant myself into the book and stay there. I remember being in high school and my mom would have to physically get my attention by touching my shoulder while I was reading. Of course, when I got older and got married, my mom forgot to mention this to my husband. Needless to say, he gets incredibly frustrated with my “reading zone-out” times. And is is a lot of times – whether I am in my beloved Kindle or just reading something on the iPad or my MacBook Pro or my iMac or my iPhone or just checking Facebook. (Another vice: I love technology toys. Could you tell?!)
As I am writing this, more and more vices are starting to pop in my head. The idontcookprocrastinatorvideogameplayingcursingwinedrinkingshoppingpicturetakingtimewastingandmore are starting to fester in my brain making me want to get post this blog and clean out my purse in order to procrastinate going to the craft store or grading the latest round of papers. Suffice to say, we all have vices. Hopefully not the #3 ones, but some more healthy ones. But, instead of worrying about them, I am just going to smile, click on dictionary.com and check out the word of the day. Which is pansophy. What, you don’t know that one? Well, just look it up already. Geez.