so, yeah, that sentance just kinda disolved into a parenthetical mess.. Let's try this again.
So, yesterday, during the potty-cleaning,
And then there's me. I often ask myself why I continue. Why I joined is simple enough: I was bored (yes yes, I know -- I do weird things when I get bored). Why I renew, though, is something a little harder to grasp. I like reading the "Bulletin", but I tear up the monthly rag from my local group (long story, let's just say they and I don't get along well and leave it at that). I don't go to *any* events (again, I don't get along with a lot of the active members of the local group). I don't partake of any of the correspondance opportunities. Sure, I might work with the travel corrdinators when I go touring -- but that's a kinda silly reason to maintain a membership from year to year. Thing is, I really don't know *why* I continue my membership, other than I like it. The cost is not so prohibitive that it causes me trouble, and it's not even overly much more than I normally spend on some other magazines.
I don't think I use it for the ego-trip. I almost never even mention it, unless someone outright asks me. I don't think about it all that much at all -- just for a week or so once a month when the next issue of the "Bulletin" arrives. I have used it once as a defence in a debate when someone tried to pull the "well, I'm right because I'm smart" bullshit on me, but that was a while ago. I really don't see much of a reason for it, yet for some reason I do enjoy having the membership.
Perhaps it is an ego boost? It's not a concious one, at least. I trust my friends will tell me if I start getting overly egotistical.
edit: sorry, forgot to mention it's Mensa.