Today, I have reached a point in my life where I have accepted something in general.
I have no life.
My latest minor meltdown over the Yankees and some discussion and research has led me to that conclusion.
My life is made up of sleep, meals, work, and sports (my social vice)
The problem is that sports is so volatile and so random that it creates a bipolarity in me, I think. I tend to obsess over things in general. Throw that in and you get me. A person who basks in glory only to have it not last long enough and one who wallows in defeat which feels like a gut punch to your emotions.
So the question becomes: Why can't I get a life so I can get out of this?
This may be absolutely wrong, but right now it is what I believe. It is two things, one simple and one not.
The simple thing is simply getting up and going out and trying to make friends/ acquaintances is hard to do and there is failure in doing it.
The complicated reason that my obsessiveness and my knowledge of it acts as a barrier. I am protecting people from my obsessiveness. If I had a girlfriend, I am convinced that she would be on my mind all the time and I would want to control her (not physically but mentally). Why do I think that? Because I've seen it in the other interests that I have had, whether television or sports itself.
I also think I am a bit of an attention whore who want people to notice and respond to me. Which would add to that obsessiveness. Believe me, I know the helpfulness of solitude. Hell I'm writing this blog partially because I like to see responses to it. It gives me the feeling of being worth something.
So there it is. I think these are my vices. Obsessiveness, need for attention, lack of self confidence.
Even if nobody ends up reading this, it feels pretty good to get this out there, even if it is to try and get a reaction. which goes back to my need for attention.
What do you think? (haha)
Sunday, June 24, 2018
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Commercials......
They are the reason television and radio are made. The engine that keeps the motor running.
Some of them are awesome and clever. Whichever firm writes the GEICO ads deserves to be in business a long time.
However some of them are annoying and dumb. Which, in it's own way, can also be effective.
On the radio, there is no more annoying noise than the Kars 4 Kids jingle. I wont post a link to it because I dont want to subject you to torture and I'm pretty sure that most of you know it by now. And that's the point really. It's so annoying that it sticks in your mind and you remember the service or product associated with it.
Which brings me to my most recent commercial from hell. I'm sure you've seen it. Here it is .
They are the reason television and radio are made. The engine that keeps the motor running.
Some of them are awesome and clever. Whichever firm writes the GEICO ads deserves to be in business a long time.
However some of them are annoying and dumb. Which, in it's own way, can also be effective.
On the radio, there is no more annoying noise than the Kars 4 Kids jingle. I wont post a link to it because I dont want to subject you to torture and I'm pretty sure that most of you know it by now. And that's the point really. It's so annoying that it sticks in your mind and you remember the service or product associated with it.
Which brings me to my most recent commercial from hell. I'm sure you've seen it. Here it is .
Yes the man who thinks that the voice command television is the greatest invention since sliced bread. There are several things wrong with this commercial.
1. This man is completely dumbfounded by technology when he lives in a house that is definitely post modern. This is more of a quirk than anything else but it's a note nonetheless.
2. According to the Greek restaurant info, this house is in around NYC. Where have you seen that type of solitude around NYC? I don't think so.
3. The man asks for the TV to dim the lights and is amazed when it does that. Hey dude, it will shock you to know that we have come up with a way to turn off lights by not saying a word. YOU JUST CLAP YOUR HANDS. IT'S CALLED THE CLAPPER. WE'VE HAD IT SINCE THE 80s!
4. The laughing. It's just funny. He is completely amazed and in awe. So amazed that I wouldn't be surprised if he ever leaves his house again and just tests this new technology for the next 50 years.
Now the commercial is memorable, but its stupid as hell. And in the world of commercials, stupid as hell is almost considered an honor.
What do you think?
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