Posts Tagged ‘Odd’

28
Jul

Pillow Talk… TMI

   Posted by: Dawn    in Odd, Social Commentary

 

PILLOW TALK… AND…. STUFF…

 

An Article in the NY Times on July 21, 2009 entitled “Love in 2-D” (how did I miss that before now?) does some investigative journalism into the phenomenon of otaku culture in Japan — The romantic involvement of adult men with 2-D characters from video games/manga/comics.  They’re ranked on a scale, depending on how intense the relationship is (guys who still have hope for a 3-D relationship with an actual woman are ranked a mere 1, while the other end of the scale are the men who have taken to carrying body pillows with the image of their “girlfriend” with them everywhere.  And ordering food for them at restaurants). 

This is an actual movement.  People have given up on relationships with living beings and decided to devote themselves to body pillows with the image of a character on it.  If nothing else, please click over to the article to see the picture of the man interviewed with this pillow.  It’s very…. unsettling.  People routinely descry the dangers of the Internet and how it slowly erodes and eventually destroys the social competency of already backward, shy, or socially awkward individuals, and this kind of mentality and lifestyle just take those potential dysfunctions to a whole new level. 

Honda, the “Guru of the 2-D Love movement” claims that:

“Pure love is completely gone in the real world [...] As long as you train your imagination, a 2-D relationship is much more passionate than a 3-D one.”

 

Sound outrageous?  Remember when folks were getting divorces for affairs in Second Life?  Who could have a connection with another human being that they aren’t in the same room with, let alone the same city, state, or country?   Crazy, right?  In the past two to three years, more “relationship” advice columns, magazines, and sites have devoted substantial space to addressing these kinds of relationships.  Wonder if you’re in danger of having an affair by simply being on Facebook?  There are plenty of self assessments for that.   Worried that you’re too emotionally attached to someone online?  Could you be having an emotional affair?  There are  explanations, definitions, and assessments for that too.   But it doesn’t stop there.  Pop “forgive emotional affair” into any search engine and you’ll wind up with well over 50,000 articles, sites, and advice columns on how to deal with it and move forward, and in some cases how to tell him or her to take a hike.

What defined relationships before the Internet age (and still do, in my opinion) are the personal connections that are made and maintained. Having physical interaction certainly doesn’t dictate the presence of a relationship… the emotional and personal attachment and interaction between people decides that.  While there isn’t opportunity for the physical aspect of a relationship, the emotional, psychological, and personal attraction and connections are most definitely there (and the physical absense seems to make some people think “it doesn’t really count” when, in fact, it sometimes counts more than the physical relationship they find themselves in at the time).  Talk to the women and men in any forum or chat room that have been burned by those kinds of “relationships.” Certainly the people who break up or divorce because of these relationships don’t see them as child’s play, or silly, or irrelevant.  Why then, is it surprising that people alone, rejected, socially awkward, beaten down, or in miserable relationships seek out people they can “shut off” if they have to through an online relationship?   How surprised should we actually be that some individuals have taken that possibility for a perfect relationship online to the next level– a perfect relationship with an inanimate object who can’t leave you, can’t argue, can’t complain, can’t do anything that even the online/Facebook/Myspace/Chatroom/TextMessaging/IMing versions can do. 

Is it healthy?  I don’t think I’m equipped to say one way or another (Hey, is it healthier to succumb to abject depression and self loathing because you can’t or haven’t found someone, or is it healthier to create the illusion of that love to bolster your self esteem and self worth?).  I can only say that for me, no.  It’s not.  I have some social anxiety, but I just can’t ever see myself or anyone I know, online or off, for that matter, throwing up my hands and committing myself to a pillow.  Seriously.  If I ever did that, please be sure to visit me in one of the Wards I’m sure they’d place me in.

Honestly, how surprised are you that this is going on?

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9
Jul

WTF?! Wednesday: DIY Edition

   Posted by: Dawn Papuga    in Odd, Outside the Box, WTF?! Wednesdays

It’s been a very long few days and due to the cloudiness of my brain from pain medicine, difficulty sleeping, ankle pain, and general WTF?!  of the 7 days, I can’t even muster the mental acumen to coherently rant about things that are on my nerves this week.  Shocking, I know.  So you’ll have to wait to hear me twitch over Celebrity Circus (though, I have to admit, that Silks performance that Antonio Sabato Jr. did was hot, y’all), The Hoff’s constant choking on the foot in his mouth on America’s Got Talent, and the annoyingly obvious formulaic nature of most reality shows on TV.  And don’t even get me started on the Baby Borrowers (I hate reality TV… why am I watching these things to begin with?! I’m blaming it on the pain meds).  But all of that will have to wait until it no longer feels like I’m thinking through molasses.

So instead of a rant today, you get a smattering of  optical illusions to torture yourselves with.  Have at it!

Watch the center dot

Watch the center dot.  Move your head toward and away from the screen and watch the wheels turn.

Count the Black Dots

It isn’t as easy as you thought, is it?

Elephant legs

I don’t know why, but this image has always disturbed me…

Horizontal Lines?

Don’t look at this too long… you’ll have a seizure…

**Images taken from Weird Picture Archive.  If you’re into creepy, disturbing, possibly gag-reflex inducing images, browse around this site.  I just hope none of those images make their way into my dreams tonight.**

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My co-worker is trying to learn French by using one of those “Word a Day” calendars, and because she knows that learning languages is a hobby of mine, she often hands me the discarded days so I can “learn” too (a.k.a. Throw them away because French and I have come to the understanding that we agree to disagree).  Today she handed me these, and in light of the YinzTeam softball game this week, I found this both a little prophetically creepy and funny at the same time:

June 24

 

June 25

 

June 26

 

See what I mean? 

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13
Jun

Very Superstitious…

   Posted by: Dawn Papuga    in My Life, Outside the Box, Things of Interest

Yeah, okay, so today is Friday the 13th, and the only song that keeps bouncin’ through my head is “Superstition” by Stevie Wonder.  I was surprised at the lack of discussion about the ominous nature of today’s date, too.  Still, I’ve heard more of my fair share of, “Oh, come on… you’re more intelligent than that.  You don’t seriously believe that stuff, do you?” over the years.  And my only response is… Yes.  Yes, I do.

I have no problem admitting that I’m terribly superstitious (With my recent post, this shouldn’t really surprise you).  I won’t walk under a ladders.  I refuse to walk over those rickety death-traps that are sidewalk grates.  If I realize I put a shirt on inside out I either take it off and change, or just leave it that way.  Never turn it right side out!  If I spill salt, I toss it over my shoulder.  If you spill salt, you aren’t leaving the table until you do the same (I’ll tackle you… I’m just giving you a heads up, here).  I don’t put new shoes on a table (or old shoes for that matter).  I’ve never opened an umbrella indoors.  I put silver dollars on my windowsill during full moons.  I won’t pick up a penny that is face down.  I don’t rock empty rocking chairs.  If I break a mirror, I will immediately freak out and then spend hours counteracting that omen.  (The jury is still out on whether this is necessary when the mirror breaks itself or attacks you and ends up broken.)  My birthstone is an Aquamarine so you won’t see me wearing an opal.  When I give someone a gift of a purse or wallet, I always put a penny in it. 

If a black cat crosses my path, I’ll stop and go out of my way, even in a car, to avoid that original path.  Yes, I own a black cat, but that’s good  luck, you see?  If cats are crying outside of my windows, I’m the first to light white candles in the windows.  I don’t make wishes under a new moon. And all of my mirrors are grounded. 

So when I nearly caused the death of a baby bird today, I kinda freaked out.  A robin made a nest atop the door frame of my foyer door and today I noticed the nest had only one bird remaining.  The little guy was cute–he still had a few tufts of that baby bird down sticking up on his head, which was adorable.  He sat next to the nest watching me as I entered.  I paused to look up at him, and we exchanged a ”Hi there!” I started in to the door and dropped my umbrella.  This startled the little bird and he jumped and half glided, half fell to the yard below.  He hopped/flew into the middle of the yard and looked like he might have hurt himself.  Turns out he just had no idea what to do.  I stood there and tried to figure out how to stop him from being eaten by the cats around these parts, or being hit by a car.  I don’t need that kind of bad karma.  But I also knew that if I touched him, the mother never would again.  So you can imagine my great relief when she came chirpping and hopping over to show him to their other home across the street.  I was determined to protect that bird, and so while he was crossing I stood in the street to make sure he could manage and didn’t get hit by a car.  Silly?  Maybe.  But the last time I caused the death of a bird, it was a dove (thank goodness this wasn’t one, that’s all I’m sayin’…) and there were cosmic repercussions.  I wasn’t trying to tempt fate.  And while Friday the 13th is probably one of the few superstitions I don’t pay any mind to, I wasn’t willing to take chances. 

What about you?  Superstitious or no?  Which ones get to you?

 

 

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