Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Quarter To Three . . .
I've been up since a quarter to three (sounds like a torch-song, doesn't it?). I couldn't fall back to sleep no matter what I tried. When the dogs started their ritualistic cross-legged dance around six, I came downstairs to let them out, and I was immediately reminded of a scene from Young Frankenstein:
[Frederick and Igor are exhuming a dead criminal] It was raining Persians and Poodles outside . . . and I have two appointments this morning that I can't cancel. The dogs looked at me like "you expect us to go out in this?" I will need a rain slicker (like the Glouster fisherman), hip-wader boots, and a giant golf umbrella to brave this weather -- too bad I don't have any of those things . . . Yesterday I received a call from one of my two best friends - both of which are several States away. "Princess Rita" and "Princess MysTory" are the greatest two friends that a girl could ever have. It was the first chance that "Princess Rita" and I have had to catch up in a while. We usually try to talk at least once a week (usually more). We had a nice (brief) two hour conversation about this and that . . . At one point, the conversation came around to addictions and, I will admit it, I have an addictive personality. No, I do not have a drinking problem, or a drug problem, or a gambling problem, or some such problem. But, I believe that we all have something that we could -- potentially -- have a tendency to partake of in excess . . . whether it be eating, or television viewing, or computer time, or -- the list could go on and on. And, with an "addictive personality," it is more difficult to stop something once you start it. Of course, I'm not going to be airing my skimpy lingerie (so to speak) for public viewing, but . . . suffice it to say, I recognize my tendencies and have to be cautious to practice restraint. We then began talking about how Edward Norton's character in Fight Club was addicted to self-help groups. Rather difficult to deal with an addiction when your addiction is the addiction to the groups to help with problems you are already supposed to be trying to deal with, huh? But, I digress . . . And, speaking of restraint (or the lack thereof) . . . Something that I noticed during the holidays was the lack of restraint by a lot of parents and other adults to limit the amount of electronic gadgets that they purchased for children. It seems that the target-market for electronic companies is now -- basically -- fetus to twenty-five, and this demographic thinks that they have to have every one of the latest and greatest toys, games, and accessories on the market. I heard of some parents and assorted aunts, uncles, and grandparents who were spending in the thousands of dollars on their kids Christmas gifts this year. What kind of example is this setting for children? I have also read several articles and news stories in the last few weeks that described how traditional toy companies are losing money because children aren't playing with traditional toys these days. Some toy companies are going out of business, while other toy companies are having to diversify and expand into the electronics fields to try to capture a part of the market again. Toys that are fueled by imagination are now a thing of the past. I find this very sad, don't you? Well, enough of my disjointed ramblings, I have a busy day ahead . . . Category:: This Thing Called "Life" I'm a Member of the: << # Bitch Club ? >> BlogRollin' other WebRing Members: ![]() Harley-Davidson Motorcycles ![]() Alabama Crimson Tide Football ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() BlogHop.com! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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