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I wonder - The Paranoid Android
...musings of a mechanically depressed robot...
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I wonder
I spend a lot of my spare time thinking.

When I'm sat on the train reading a book that debunks all the world's religions I wonder how much is truth, how much is lies, and how much is spin. I get to thinking what is it about the books I like reading that makes them good. With my favourite authors Adams, Pratchett and Asimov there is no "truth" to them... or is there? Pratchett especially uses real world prejudice in his books. He just changes the names to protect the minority. Replace Troll for Black, Dwarf for Asian, and the stories take on a very real world twist. Other authors like Bernard Cornwell uses historical facts and creates a story around them. I have immensely enjoyed the last six or seven of his books I have read. What makes a good story? I wonder about that.

I listen to songs and wonder what it is I like about them... why I can like one song and hate the next. I try to analyse the bits that the songs I like have in common... and fail. I can't stand most of Tory Amos' output. I can't think of more than a couple songs by Depeche mode I hate. Is it the words, or the music, or is it a mixture?

I look at the people around me and find some of them attractive and some of them less so. I wonder what the attractive ones have in common. I have noticed people becoming more attractive as I get to know them, and others getting less so. The way they interact with me affects this attractiveness thing. I find people I have never seen attractive by reading their work, or about them.

I wonder why people succumb to fashions. Someone decides what's cool, and the mindless masses follow. It's fashionable to appear stupid today. It's also fashionable to wear metallic coloured shoes. Who decided this? Is there a special fashion leader in every area? How do those mindless masses that need to keep up with these whims keep in contact with their fashion leader? What happens when it's no longer fashionable to be stupid, and all the fashionable kids of yesterday haven't learned how to read and write?

I wonder why I don't update as much as I would like to. Why is it I never seem to have the time to do anything? I work 8-9 hours a day, sleep 8 hours a day, and travel for a couple hours. The rest is spent in a black hole that eats up all my time without me ever feeling like I've accomplished much. I like watching half a dozen things on the TV, but that doesn't account for a fraction of my spare time. I like to play MMPORPGs, but never seem to find the time to play them. I like to watch films, listen to music, listen to the radio, play with my cats, look after my fish, visit my family, and occasionally - just occasionally - spend quality time with my wife. The longest I spend doing anything seems like the ironing. As I sit here now I am faced with a colossal pile which I will not even half finish because it is already a quarter past five on Sunday night. Where the hell did the weekend go?

I wonder what cats think about. Why does Sam suddenly become all clingy, why do Scarlett and Max hate being picked up?

I wonder how to end this post.

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Current Music: If you never got sick - The Wallflowers

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tabby_of_doom From: tabby_of_doom Date: December 4th, 2005 08:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
You just killed thirty-three of my brain cells with this post. I tried to wonder about what you were wondering, but I can't wonder about it all because I only have the capability of wondering about one thing at a time. I'm dreadfully obtuse, you see. So this is what I have done: I have written down the things you have been wondering about, and I will tick them off one at a time until I've completely wondered about all you have wondered about, and then I will make mature and educated decisions about each thing.

This post just killed off eleven more brain cells.
paranoidandroid From: paranoidandroid Date: December 5th, 2005 10:57 am (UTC) (Link)
There is a theory that the brain cells that get killed off first are the slow ones... like a survival of the fittest kind of thing... so you are now smarter than you were before!

This same arguement can be used to link drinking vast amount of alcohol to getting smarter too...

Something else to wonder about! ;)
teya_uk From: teya_uk Date: December 4th, 2005 10:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
See what happens when you have a pile of ironing facing you ... you wonder about everything and anything to avoid doing it ;oP. Seriously .. you should write more on lj ... I hardly see you these days!
paranoidandroid From: paranoidandroid Date: December 5th, 2005 11:00 am (UTC) (Link)
I really need to set aside some time to update here... I used to do so at work, but that's just not possible any more.

I shall go home tonight and stare some more at the ever increasing pile of ironing to be done and wonder some more.
From: ommoht Date: December 9th, 2005 12:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
Absolutely Brilliant!
admiralmemo From: admiralmemo Date: December 11th, 2005 06:23 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice thoughts...

I have no answers to them, though.
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