Why are humans so social yet very antisocial?
The average person goes through life with family and/or close friends that are always there when that person needs to talk, go out for dinner, go on trips, watch movies, etc. We crave attention...just like Lindsay Lohan. Yet, we never stop to think about how antisocial we are as well. We must pass hundreds of people on the drive to work and not even stop to think about who that person is or where they're going. We go to the store and completely ignore the stranger standing next to you in line, unless they're hot. If a random person comes to talk to you, you'll probably think they're weird right? For people who are so needy for human interaction, we're also really selfish and bitchy too.
Do you ever think about that?
February 28, 2011
February 26, 2011
Thought #6
How many kinds of apples are there?
Every time I go to the store, they have AT LEAST 6 different kinds of apples. They're lined up together in various shades of red and green, looking so appetizing. But honestly, I don't have the slightest idea on what makes a Granny Smith different from a Golden Delicious. Why do they have to make it so confusing? I mean, there's only one kind of banana. Just saying...
Do you ever think about that?
Every time I go to the store, they have AT LEAST 6 different kinds of apples. They're lined up together in various shades of red and green, looking so appetizing. But honestly, I don't have the slightest idea on what makes a Granny Smith different from a Golden Delicious. Why do they have to make it so confusing? I mean, there's only one kind of banana. Just saying...
Do you ever think about that?
February 25, 2011
Thought #5
Who would want to kill two birds with one stone?
Sure, their cold, black eyes freak me out and I'm constantly afraid that a pigeon will poop on me as I walk to work. Their pointy, sharp beaks can no doubt take out my eye, and I'm still too scared to watch Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds. I may be terrified of the tiny monsters, but I don't want to kill one (or two)! Plus, a stone would be too messy.
Do you ever think about that?
Sure, their cold, black eyes freak me out and I'm constantly afraid that a pigeon will poop on me as I walk to work. Their pointy, sharp beaks can no doubt take out my eye, and I'm still too scared to watch Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds. I may be terrified of the tiny monsters, but I don't want to kill one (or two)! Plus, a stone would be too messy.
Do you ever think about that?
February 24, 2011
Thought #4
How many germs are on a dollar bill?
Think about that really worn, crinkled, barely recognizable dollar bill in your wallet. It's been in thousands of places, just look on WheresGeorge.com. It's touched many hands, been in lots of purses/pockets/wallets/registers, and it's probably been in some stripper's G-String. Do we really want to be touching that? Hell yes! A dollar can buy me a bag of M&Ms at the office vending machine, and you know I need that sugar fix at 3pm.
Do you ever think about that?
Think about that really worn, crinkled, barely recognizable dollar bill in your wallet. It's been in thousands of places, just look on WheresGeorge.com. It's touched many hands, been in lots of purses/pockets/wallets/registers, and it's probably been in some stripper's G-String. Do we really want to be touching that? Hell yes! A dollar can buy me a bag of M&Ms at the office vending machine, and you know I need that sugar fix at 3pm.
Do you ever think about that?
February 23, 2011
Thought #3
What would people do if a man got an erection in public back in the 19th century?
Way back in the days of Jane Austen, you couldn't even be alone with a member of the opposite sex, let alone do anything openly sexual in public. What would happen if a dude just pitched a tent in his thin trousers while sipping tea in the parlor? Would the clueless women even know what was happening? Would the "gentleman" be so embarrassed that he'd have to flee the house and never return?
Personally, I like to think that a man like Mr. Darcy would never be aroused by anything other than myself so he would never have that problem.
Do you ever think about that?
Way back in the days of Jane Austen, you couldn't even be alone with a member of the opposite sex, let alone do anything openly sexual in public. What would happen if a dude just pitched a tent in his thin trousers while sipping tea in the parlor? Would the clueless women even know what was happening? Would the "gentleman" be so embarrassed that he'd have to flee the house and never return?
Personally, I like to think that a man like Mr. Darcy would never be aroused by anything other than myself so he would never have that problem.
Do you ever think about that?
February 22, 2011
Thought #2
Who came up with the idea for makeup?
I like to imagine some cavewoman sitting by a fire with her caveman-husband. He is too busy poking the fire with his stick to pay attention to his woman, so she comes up with the idea to put mud on her eyes and rub animal blood on her lips. He is instantly more attracted to her and they spend the night making cavebabies by the fire.
Do you ever think about that?
I like to imagine some cavewoman sitting by a fire with her caveman-husband. He is too busy poking the fire with his stick to pay attention to his woman, so she comes up with the idea to put mud on her eyes and rub animal blood on her lips. He is instantly more attracted to her and they spend the night making cavebabies by the fire.
Do you ever think about that?
February 21, 2011
Thought #1
Why do we sign letters with closing phrases such as Sincerely, Best Regards, Love, etc?
I understand that it's all about formality and etiquette. However, in daily conversations, we don't verbalize any kind of closing phrase. We say Goodbye or Thanks sometimes, but who ends a phone call with "Warm regards, Amanda" as they press the end button? The answer would be no one...or so I hope.
Do you ever think about that?
I understand that it's all about formality and etiquette. However, in daily conversations, we don't verbalize any kind of closing phrase. We say Goodbye or Thanks sometimes, but who ends a phone call with "Warm regards, Amanda" as they press the end button? The answer would be no one...or so I hope.
Do you ever think about that?
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