"Unhappy Meals"

I am highly amused by Burger King's new Unhappy Meals (which are actually called "Real Meals").

I am surprised, given it's appearance as part of George Carlin's seven dirty words, that a "Pissed Meal" is included. (This would have a far different meaning in the United Kingdom, by the way.) I think that a "DGAF Meal", however, would appeal to me. ;P

(Tip of the cap to John Baker.)

Surpise!

I am highly amused by this classification. :)

Philosophers Define Boredom

Well, it's 2014, and philosophers have finally managed to define "boredom". I think this might be worth an Ig Nobel. It certainly has the quality of first making me laugh and then making me think.

(Tip of the cap to Thomas Kroedel.)

This Space Left Intentionally Blank

For the second time in my blog's history, I have deleted one of my posts. I am happy to talk about this offline. (I think I am becoming more sensitive with age, which is a good thing.)

Actually, "sensitive" isn't the right word; I have always been very sensitive. I am thinking of sudden bouts of empathy being somewhat more common than they used to be. (Empathy is difficult for me unless I know somebody well, and even then it often challenges me.) You can thank some of my good friends for that!

Powerful Photographs

Here are 40 powerful photographs. It's a bit too geared to recent things, but it is very much worth a look.

(Tip of the cap to Maria Satterwhite.)

Riddle Me This

Why am I often in my worst moods on Friday evening?

(And I was in a shitty mood before I realized I'd still be working after midnight, when I ought to be letting it all hang out.)

Let me know if you have any ideas, but the Friday evening blues seems to have become a bit of a trend with me. (And it's not that I don't have shitty moods at other times, because I am a very moody person, but there does seem to be a Friday night spike with me.)

Scary thought

I was just pondering about how much worse I am at dealing with certain types of emotions than others. For example, I can't really read other people well and in general am not so good at certain emotional things because I seem to look at things so differently from everybody else and I am unable to figure out what they're thinking, yet I am much better at knowing reasonable and logical ways to react when somebody else threatens violence.

So here comes the scary part: My next thought was that the reason I can react to threats of violence in a much more calm, collected, logical fashion is because of just how much experience I was forced to have doing that while growing up. It was always just there and a part of me is simply inured to things like that. (At some level, this makes me want to weep a bit for myself for having been brought up in a manner that did this to me, but those are the cards I was dealt.) I always had to just go and keep myself occupied amidst the turmoil around --- whether that meant schoolwork, novels, baseball, video games, or whatever. I also think that part of my constant need to always be doing something stems partially from that.

Anyway, this is today's look inside my head.