You're Boring And You Own Too Much
Mar. 1st, 2005 02:46 pmI remember clearly in back in elementary school in Mrs. Effersandies gym class having many day dreams about my life as an adult. I would live in an apartment with well appointed furnishings, own a bulldog and have lots of things I liked. There was no partner in the equation. By age 12 I'd pretty much settled it in my head that my lifestyle was going to be awfully gay. Not that single-dom is really a necessarily gay lifestyle at all. But it is a rather good primer or prelude, don't you think?
Now I don't have those aspirations, I don't think. Well the rod sucking remains but the owning tons of shit and living around that as a central aspiration? Hmmm, not so much. Maybe it's double-speak aesthetic hipster-ism like Adbusters? But I feel like I've OD'ed. I'd rather go camping than own more junk. Write a cute song or plant a garden.
Could just be finding a new muse and tapping into new creative energy. Got a bad case of bloggers block.
Now I don't have those aspirations, I don't think. Well the rod sucking remains but the owning tons of shit and living around that as a central aspiration? Hmmm, not so much. Maybe it's double-speak aesthetic hipster-ism like Adbusters? But I feel like I've OD'ed. I'd rather go camping than own more junk. Write a cute song or plant a garden.
Could just be finding a new muse and tapping into new creative energy. Got a bad case of bloggers block.
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Date: 2005-03-01 07:56 pm (UTC)I do still want a house I guess, but I'm starting to rethink even that. Home ownership is a huge burden in some ways. Although, it would provide lots to do to fill all those hours.
Which brings me to another problem- I need a new hobby. I am greatly afraid that my next hobby will be forced on me in the form of "caring for elderly parents".
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Date: 2005-03-01 08:00 pm (UTC)and OMG I HEART your new icon!
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Date: 2005-03-01 08:16 pm (UTC)Nope, still a bitch.
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Date: 2005-03-01 08:10 pm (UTC)It was really liberating.
Of course the music thing does add to possessions, as I could never part with a guitar, bass, ukulele, finger cymbal or vibra slap, or what have you.
The new icon is way cool.
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Date: 2005-03-01 09:25 pm (UTC)The need for rod-sucking (and polishing) doesn't really go away, and can sometimes be elusive.
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Date: 2005-03-01 10:00 pm (UTC)At 26- poor, no office/studio and I'm still waiting to be a designer (even after graduating From Parson's school of design)I know I made a wroung turn somewhere, I just got to figure out how to get back on the road and off this dirt one!!
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Date: 2005-03-01 10:05 pm (UTC)And...my goddess is that an attractive icon!
Write a cute song or plant a garden...
Date: 2005-03-01 10:11 pm (UTC)http://www.billdavenport.com/owls/owls1.html
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Date: 2005-03-01 10:27 pm (UTC)Most of my old computer stuff can be similarly thrown out. I don't want the computers. I don't want the media or drives. I want access to the information. The desire for multiple displays is often there, but that's often for the same reason that I'll have several books poured out over the floor while working on a project: accessibility.
If it didn't suck so much to read stuff off a monitor, I could reduce probably 50%+ of my property down to a large hard drive of bits, a few cpus and some convenient displays.
The remainder of my crap is often easily discarded. We grow out of our desires for certain kinds of clothes, or simply grow out of them. Old devices trend towards obsolete by functioning less and less well but are never discarded because they do the job.
Repair talisman haunt many of our lives. How many things do you own because you may need another one to help repair something that's likely to break down? Random screws, bolts, pins? What about things you use to work with other things - your tools? They take up a lot of space and you miss them only when you don't have them.
When many of us look at a new home or a new place that is empty, we see it as a blank slate to be filling. We look to leave our mark on a place. The place that is too empty feels stark and lifeless. Yet, like art, "empty" is in the eye of the beholder.
At what point do we simplify our lives by discarding things at the cost of the convenience and comfort they give us? At whwt point do we avoid picking up something to give us that convenience and comfort to avoid the extra crap?
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Date: 2005-03-02 04:15 pm (UTC)The "tons of shit" here translates into a few thousand of movies. I collect them. And I still wonder what happens if I die. Or even who dies first! Then, I imagine watching them one by one for a last time before destroying them or giving them to friends. But it would take so much time to view them again. All of them! And the scenario of giving a proper burial to DVD's (or any other previously popular format) sounds a little obscure...
Life is surreal, huh?
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Date: 2005-03-02 02:40 am (UTC)Good luck founding a furry muse! ;)
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Date: 2005-03-02 05:14 pm (UTC)I guess what I'm trying to say is that what we think of as important to us usually changes over time.