Thursday, 8 November 2007
A Curious Phenomenon
I don't know why, but I'm in the strangest mood to be classified and cast. Not necessarily cast in a show, though that would be fun, but ... like in a quizilla quiz, except they suck. But I just feel the sudden urge to find out "what herb are you?" or "what super hero are you?" or "if you were a character from X, which one would you be?" Albeit they are merely hypotheses and nowhere near to scientifically accurate, but it still is fun, and for some reason I'm craving it.
The only cause I can think of is culture shock. I know I've dealt with it a lot in my writing, and I just wanted to make it clear that I'm not trying to hammer a point home. I'm trying to demonstrate the manifold responses to it, especially since it is a constant in your life - I'm constantly reminded that I'm not from around here, even just by talking to people. And it is ... I guess "disconcerting" is the best word. It puts you on your toes.
Also, like all other high school and middle school dorks, I was a huge fan of quizilla, so not only does it appear to be maybe a kind of apollonian response to tragedy (categorize me, order, make order! sort of a thing), but you could also read it as regression.
Or it's just an urge, if you don't like Nietzsche or Freud. I mean, I don't.
That said, if you would like to offer your own casting or categorization of me within any fictional universes, or as one kind of inanimate object over another, or something, feel free to post and say whether or not you want me to return the favor, because I will.
The only cause I can think of is culture shock. I know I've dealt with it a lot in my writing, and I just wanted to make it clear that I'm not trying to hammer a point home. I'm trying to demonstrate the manifold responses to it, especially since it is a constant in your life - I'm constantly reminded that I'm not from around here, even just by talking to people. And it is ... I guess "disconcerting" is the best word. It puts you on your toes.
Also, like all other high school and middle school dorks, I was a huge fan of quizilla, so not only does it appear to be maybe a kind of apollonian response to tragedy (categorize me, order, make order! sort of a thing), but you could also read it as regression.
Or it's just an urge, if you don't like Nietzsche or Freud. I mean, I don't.
That said, if you would like to offer your own casting or categorization of me within any fictional universes, or as one kind of inanimate object over another, or something, feel free to post and say whether or not you want me to return the favor, because I will.
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Alright, lets throw down a few:
Superhero: Chamber (from Marvel/X men...you just barely missed being Cyclops...be happy)
Character in "R&G are Dead": Rosencrantz
Dinosaur: Duck-billed Dinosaur.
Vegtable: Rudebegha (don't actually know how to spell that)
Mage Clan: Order of Hermes
Pantheon (old-school gods): Greek
Building at Kenyon: Palme House
Feel free to "return the favor" (sugestive wink), adding and subtracting categories.
Hey, Jeff! It's like the game we played with the Bacchants!
Incidentally, Griffin, if you haven't thoroughly explored OKCupid's quizzes, I reccomend them highly. It can be a bit hard to sort the needles from the crap, so let me know if you need rec's.
Incidentally, categorizing also appeals when one is bored. Hmm...
Fruit: Pear
Shape: Rectangle
Commedia character: An amoroso, like Lelio or Flavio
Tea: Ti Kuan Yin Oolong tea
Classic Movie Monster: Wolfman
Shakespeare Play: (don't say twelfth night don't say twelfth night) Twelfth Night
Decade in the 20th Century: 00's
X-Men Character: Shadowcat
Month: September
Herb/Spice: Rosemary
Yes, classifications! I love them! Let's see, some for you:
Firefly character: Simon Tam
Building in Boston: The Garage in Harvard Square (place with comic, game, and knicknack shops, not a place for cars)
Greek God: Hermes
Handheld Technology: Sony Reader Digital Book
Apostle: Paul
Soup: Tomato
I'm sorry if my list is lame. Jeff and Anthony took a lot of good categories. Feel free to categorize me with these types and others! :o)
You're the Garage in Harvard Square? Weird. I eat lunch in you every day. You have good burgers. And pho. And too-expensive-gothesque-hipster clothes. But I got cool Beetlejuicey gloves there, so I shouldn't complain. Thanks!
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