sports galore

it's been a high volume playoff sports season for a couple of months now and as it comes to it's conclusion, i ponder the relative addiction that so many have to watching others play physical games and wonder why so few actually play... not that everyone is so athletic, but almost everyone can run around and learn some skills to achieve some measure of proficiency in some, if not many sports... but the vast majority of people would rather pay huge amounts to a few rather spoiled, minimally educated, and quite elite athletes who, in recent years, seem to focus on egocentric individual performances and money rather than good team efforts, fan concern, and good sportsmanship... so i turn on some amateur sports to remember a bit of what sports is about, a bit because so many amateur sports are not team sports, but still, at least some (we can hope most) amateurs are striving for best team performance and not just money and ego first... of course if you know me at all, then you know that i view most everything from a rather different perspective... and then, as i watched girls gymnastics, i started wondering if girls gymnastics was developed by men who wanted to watch young girls flex their gluteus maximus muscles while secretly hoping for some virgin camel toes and mumblers (we won't ponder why men want to coach the sport then, oh come on now)...

and now for something completely different...

watching more again

a bit more, at least... and here i am again letting you know just in case you want to come over and watch with me... i mean, someday we'll be old and have little more energy than needed for tv watching... or maybe we'll break a leg together (grumbles) or some such fun... between playing the game (ncaa football, i mean, where have you been?)... monday nights sci-fi (being human and lost girl, not top favs, but occasionally interesting enough to keep me coming back when i remember and am here) and tuesday nights ncis mostly... and now, eureka is back, though as i mentioned, disappointing so far... ncis reruns occupy the background more than anything mostly because i enjoy the characters and some interesting plot lines for a cop show, still, mostly the characters... the mentalist and stargate:sg1 falls in there too... reruns, mostly... relating to characters is what attracts me most to tv shows... not just for the visual cuteness or libido, interactions that seem like genuine trust and caring is very appealing to the part of me who enjoys imaginary friends...

what?... you don't have imaginary friends? :)

human ego

after months of forgetting i even have cable, i put aside the video game distraction and watch the odder side of tv, sci fi, being human and lost girl and sure, always the outsider with some deep dark secret super power, are we really such an egocentric species that it has to be all about being human?... add the stupidity of self-destruction and the weepy emo weakness of the glimmer of potential for goodness and any non-human species with superior senses or powers feeling like they are missing something is as delusional as the typical human... but then, these shows are made for humans by humans, after all... duh...

is it the fear of the aloneness of reality that drives humans into the blind acceptance of self-destructive seductions or pathetic delusions just to give us the sense of belonging and being right and not being alone and... whatever?...

or something like whatever...

human fears

the fear of nudity and more, the fear of not being perfect, especially not being in a perfect body (whatever that is) by current human standards completely dominates almost every media presentation and human activity... i can sometimes, when sleepy and easily distracted (and that does tend to happen), appear fascinated by the ritualistic lambasting and criticism of the supposed imperfections and the narrow minded idolization of the supposed perfect bodies...

something called the 25 most memorable swimsuit moments bring this to mind... the odd thing is that most of the people these media whores call hot or perfect are usually not attractive to me at all... though ok (oh kate), kate hudson is an exception...

ironically or not, it is my natural aversion to fat cuz instinctively i knew fat was a sign of laziness, apathy, low self-love, and unhealthy habits that lead to the lack of appeal for fat boobs (and that is what boobs are, the bigger they are, the more fat they contain, like it as most are trained to do or not), while a few inches below (abs) the slightest bit of fat is repulsive to most, which is completely illogical and another sign of the sheep-like blindness that most humans follow...

and let's not even mention that the show glorifies nipples and yet blurs them because, omigosh, we can't show nipples to children (ummm, breast feeding?... to debate the arbitrary definitions of sexy and sleazy, naughty and slutty, or whatever ridiculously (actually) meaningless words humans create to avoid these fears of sexuality and nudity, well, to me it's just stupidity... yeah, the illogic is so hypocritical as most fear-based thoughts are)... so i toss between laughing and feeling sad about this human fear and confusion...

oh, but they finish with phoebe, redemption?... though it was always her face that came first and her butt that came second for me, pun (and bun) not necessarilly intended (oh did i just give in to the attempt at a clever quip based on double entendre that growns with failure?... nyuk nyuk, right)...

maybe it's time to wake up and do something healthy, aye? :)

being what where?

meanwhile, being human and stargate: universe keep me company when i have time to catch up on episodes and thank goodness for sci-fi, even though there is so little time and there are other shows that interest me much more, it is goo to have the time to wander into the creative play of the sci-fi mind...

in spite of the forced drama and conflict humans demand...