Comments on: Strange Afflictions

By: b3n

b3n — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 07:36:47 +0000

I have a habit of not emptying my pockets. When I change jeans, I just pop all of the sh!te from one pair into the other. I walk around will full pockets all the time, mind you it does draw admiring glances from the ladies.

By: Jefferson Davis

Jefferson Davis — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 15:29:40 +0000

What an intriguing post, K8. I’ll (probably regrettably) admit that I still have my teddy bear, but he’s tucked away in the attic.

I had a friend in middle school (secondary) that would drown rats, and then, reanimate them. Now, he’s the president of a large corporation. I often wonder if he experiments with his employees. I wouldn’t work for him! :)

I think that all of us have an obsession with life and death, and what happens in between the stages and afterwards.

Fantastic post, K8.

By: K8

K8 — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 13:52:26 +0000

Baino; not even a cheesy valentine’s teddybear? You’re a great woman for the treasure stashes. I’ve really got to get around to doing that!

Larry; maybe it’s a Darwin thing, to protect the young. I wonder if Darwin himself tucked his teddy bears in at night-time?

Hails! Poor Eeyore :( Everybody loves giving me jip about puppychild’s blanket… she drags it everywhere and it is FILTHY. They claim it’s a health hazard but she’s hardly ever been sick!

Brian, I hope you didn’t hurt yourself trying to spell that.. ;)

By: Brianf

Brianf — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:40:05 +0000

Anthropomorphizing are we?

By: Hails

Hails — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 22:45:04 +0000

My mum always washed my teddy bear when I was at school and then tried to pretend she hadn’t touched it, and he hadn’t been subjected to the horrific washing machine ordeal, because it traumatised me. It’s like I feel the pain of inanimate objects because they’re incapable of feeling it for themselves.
(I realise the not-wanting-to-wash-teddy reaction is pretty normal for a small child. However, when I was 21, some of my uni “friends” forcibly took my Eeyore and put him in the washing machine, on the grounds that he was “a health hazard”. I sat on my knees watching him go helplessly round and round, with genuine tears in my eyes.)

By: Larry

Larry — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:43:53 +0000

Strange yes, the desire to animate what is inanimate – an exercise in control? Projections onto objects are 100% our own, I think. It is good that we feel sorry for that part of us we have abandoned, the innocence, etc.

By: Baino

Baino — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 20:29:08 +0000

I always feel sorry for odd socks which end up in Adam’s ‘itty bitty bin’ They’re pathetic and useless without their partners and the odd boot that sits in the middle of the road. I once dressed all Clare’s Barbies that were sitting in her dolls cot because they looked cold naked. As for kids things, I’ve kept most in ‘glory boxes’ that I’ll give them when they leave home. I think it stems from never being given a teddy bear!

By: K8

K8 — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 18:42:04 +0000

Grannymar, you’re the proverbial wind beneath my wings. (Bleuarggh, sorry!)

The fly trap is only a baby yet. It won’t be long before I’ll be feeding it baby animals, then dogs, then we’ll see about TAT.

I just noticed I spelled ‘innocence’ wrong.
How apt.

By: Granny

Granny — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 18:27:19 +0000

I prefer crazy to callous any time.

Would you consider giving TAT a taste of his own medicine and feeding him to the venus fly trap?

It’s all about molecules. Read “The Third Policeman” by Flann O’Brien. The village bobby was three quarters bicycle because he had absorbed the bicycle’s molecules, through sitting on the saddle. It’s all perfectly explicable really.

By: Grannymar

Grannymar — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 14:16:16 +0000

I have news for you girl!

You might be like a teddybear, but there is NOTHING missing.

Keep flying!