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tabular_rasaSo, it is a Valentine's Day. Though it is the first year I am not "have never even had a boyfriend!" status, I still don't have a boyfriend right now. Of course, I'm not really big on celebrating love when and because people tell you too; I'd prefer to celebrate it on a days like anniversaries-- days that have meaning to the relationship itself.
(Of course, if you're Lisa or Jessica-- TWO YEARS IN A ROW, NOW!!! TWO!!! STOP BEING SO UTTERLY LOVABLE!!! Lol :-P-- Valentine's Day is that day . . . )
So I decided that I would celebrate Imaginary Boyfriends. Here are a few of the historical (some dead, some alive) and fictional guys I would love to give a lacy piece of paper and a box of chocolates to.
Bill Nye. Okay, so this one is an incestual family attraction. My mother and my sister also love him. (My mom says he is the one man she would leave my father for). Then again, who doesn't love him? He is adorably geeky, immensely smart, clearly passionate, and has a great sense of humor. He's probably pretty sensitive, too; you just get that vibe that you just want to take him home and take care of him-- make sure his bow-tie is on straight. Considering how popular he was when he came here, he is an inspiration to the next generation of doctors and I-used-to-be-premed-but-because-I-failed-Orgo-I'm-an-astrophysicists. I'm not even a science person, per se, but he made it interesting, piqued my curiosity, and ultimately made me smarter. (Plus, he made some wickedly-geeky song parodies! That I can of course appreciate!) In my case, however, I have resigned to my destiny of pursuing him at a distance. *Cue romantic, sappy music, shot of Amy watching Bill Nye drive away in his little grey car as she falls to her knees in the rain.* It was totally like that. (Actually, seriously, it was really close . . . ). He's totally married to an oboist, though. An oboist would be good for him. Oboists tend to be endearingly geeky.
Carl Rogers. This man is seriously the nicest man on earth (or was /-:). He started client-centered therapy, which is one of the key representations of the Humanistic paradigm of psychological treatment, which is my favorite paradigm-- even if the WashU textbooks don't consider it an actual paradigm, just sort of icing on the cake along with other paradigms. (Still, that's perfectly okay, because that means even Mr. I-Think-You-Don't-Think Behaviorist can still be like, "Aww, you are a valuable and worthy human being. I love you, and I think you should love yourself for who you are."). When I watch old example videos of Carl Rogers at work with his patients, I just start crying because he is so nice and I wish somebody would talk to me that way and make me feel so loved.
Mr. Rogers. It must be a Rogers thing, because Mr. Rogers is also one of the nicest men on earth. You really feel like you're in his house following him around for the day, like he really is your neighbor and maybe your parents aren't home so he's watching you for the morning, or something. He doesn't underestimate the power of imagination, and he has his little favorite world with the same consistent characters (it's comforting, that way, consistency . . . ). At the same time, he likes to learn and experience the real world. He is also able to just be patient and keep quiet, giving you the chance say something, if you want, but not in the annoying way of Dora the Explorer where she's like "Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yup. Oh, yeah, me too!" and you're like "I didn't say anything, bitch." Plus also God is on his show. You see, when I pictured God in my head, as a child, He looked like Mr. Rogers's mailman.
Albus Dumbledore. OMG I want to be Albus Dumbledore when I grow up. I want to run a crazy old-ass school, be adored by my students, and be generally eccentric but totally the wisest person ever. He's hilarious and accessible so the students feel they know him and are known by him, but he definitely understands the workings of the world far more than anyone, so much it's almost like he's psychic and a mindreader (the latter of which, well, he probabably is . . . either that or an INFJ :-P). He does amazing things for all levels of his society, but knows where the real value lies: with the future generation.
Remus Lupin. Soft-spoken (but verbose :-P), intellectual, understanding, and a peacemaker, he's pretty dreamy. He's got principles, and though it took him until maturity to learn to assert them, he's remained tactful and diplomatic. You definitely can trust him, no matter what Snape says. Plus I expect he would exemplify the male parallel of the "lady in the street but a freak in the bed" conception of Usher's "Yeah"-- mild-mannered scholar by day, wild wolf-within freak at night (or even full-out werewolf, once a month, if you want to go totally hardcore) :-P
Piglet. Okay, so I totally thought Piglet was a girl when I was little, and maybe that's sexist (all things timid and understated are female . . . ), but, well, then the premise was sexist for having its only female character be a homemaker who seldom shows up. (For the record, I totally thought Rabbit was a girl, too-- he reminded me a lot of Jana O.o). Yet I related to Piglet most at the age of what? four? when I myself was small and felt vulnerable and timid in the world. Yet even though Piglet's scared of everything in the entire world, practically, he's got a heart of gold. Indeed, he'll even stand up to his fears to save his friends; he does it time and time again. He's loyal and sensitive, and enjoys doing things just for his friends. (He's a total Hufflepuff). I don't know where people get this obsession with Pooh; he's nice, and cute, but Piglet's the really admirable one, I think.
Natsume Soseki. Engaging writer and emo kid extrordinaire. He hated being Japanese, which is sad, and idolized the West-- sort of like a backwards me. However, he also really hated himself. Still, he wrote some great stuff. Kokoro is an amazing novel, one of those kind that have me just sort of melting in the narrator's voice, with that sort of not-really-plot-but-human-situation style, a book of themes and humanity and emotions. I used bills with his face on them while I was in Japan (Y1000-- about $10.00-ish, here . . . ), but then they changed them and filtered them out of the system two years after I was there )-: No more Sosekis as senensatsu )-:
There have got to be more. I shall consider adding more, later :-P
Danny righteously asserts his indignance that I add him to this list.
(Of course, if you're Lisa or Jessica-- TWO YEARS IN A ROW, NOW!!! TWO!!! STOP BEING SO UTTERLY LOVABLE!!! Lol :-P-- Valentine's Day is that day . . . )
So I decided that I would celebrate Imaginary Boyfriends. Here are a few of the historical (some dead, some alive) and fictional guys I would love to give a lacy piece of paper and a box of chocolates to.
Bill Nye. Okay, so this one is an incestual family attraction. My mother and my sister also love him. (My mom says he is the one man she would leave my father for). Then again, who doesn't love him? He is adorably geeky, immensely smart, clearly passionate, and has a great sense of humor. He's probably pretty sensitive, too; you just get that vibe that you just want to take him home and take care of him-- make sure his bow-tie is on straight. Considering how popular he was when he came here, he is an inspiration to the next generation of doctors and I-used-to-be-premed-but-because-I-failed-Orgo-I'm-an-astrophysicists. I'm not even a science person, per se, but he made it interesting, piqued my curiosity, and ultimately made me smarter. (Plus, he made some wickedly-geeky song parodies! That I can of course appreciate!) In my case, however, I have resigned to my destiny of pursuing him at a distance. *Cue romantic, sappy music, shot of Amy watching Bill Nye drive away in his little grey car as she falls to her knees in the rain.* It was totally like that. (Actually, seriously, it was really close . . . ). He's totally married to an oboist, though. An oboist would be good for him. Oboists tend to be endearingly geeky.
Carl Rogers. This man is seriously the nicest man on earth (or was /-:). He started client-centered therapy, which is one of the key representations of the Humanistic paradigm of psychological treatment, which is my favorite paradigm-- even if the WashU textbooks don't consider it an actual paradigm, just sort of icing on the cake along with other paradigms. (Still, that's perfectly okay, because that means even Mr. I-Think-You-Don't-Think Behaviorist can still be like, "Aww, you are a valuable and worthy human being. I love you, and I think you should love yourself for who you are."). When I watch old example videos of Carl Rogers at work with his patients, I just start crying because he is so nice and I wish somebody would talk to me that way and make me feel so loved.
Mr. Rogers. It must be a Rogers thing, because Mr. Rogers is also one of the nicest men on earth. You really feel like you're in his house following him around for the day, like he really is your neighbor and maybe your parents aren't home so he's watching you for the morning, or something. He doesn't underestimate the power of imagination, and he has his little favorite world with the same consistent characters (it's comforting, that way, consistency . . . ). At the same time, he likes to learn and experience the real world. He is also able to just be patient and keep quiet, giving you the chance say something, if you want, but not in the annoying way of Dora the Explorer where she's like "Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yup. Oh, yeah, me too!" and you're like "I didn't say anything, bitch." Plus also God is on his show. You see, when I pictured God in my head, as a child, He looked like Mr. Rogers's mailman.
Albus Dumbledore. OMG I want to be Albus Dumbledore when I grow up. I want to run a crazy old-ass school, be adored by my students, and be generally eccentric but totally the wisest person ever. He's hilarious and accessible so the students feel they know him and are known by him, but he definitely understands the workings of the world far more than anyone, so much it's almost like he's psychic and a mindreader (the latter of which, well, he probabably is . . . either that or an INFJ :-P). He does amazing things for all levels of his society, but knows where the real value lies: with the future generation.
Remus Lupin. Soft-spoken (but verbose :-P), intellectual, understanding, and a peacemaker, he's pretty dreamy. He's got principles, and though it took him until maturity to learn to assert them, he's remained tactful and diplomatic. You definitely can trust him, no matter what Snape says. Plus I expect he would exemplify the male parallel of the "lady in the street but a freak in the bed" conception of Usher's "Yeah"-- mild-mannered scholar by day, wild wolf-within freak at night (or even full-out werewolf, once a month, if you want to go totally hardcore) :-P
Piglet. Okay, so I totally thought Piglet was a girl when I was little, and maybe that's sexist (all things timid and understated are female . . . ), but, well, then the premise was sexist for having its only female character be a homemaker who seldom shows up. (For the record, I totally thought Rabbit was a girl, too-- he reminded me a lot of Jana O.o). Yet I related to Piglet most at the age of what? four? when I myself was small and felt vulnerable and timid in the world. Yet even though Piglet's scared of everything in the entire world, practically, he's got a heart of gold. Indeed, he'll even stand up to his fears to save his friends; he does it time and time again. He's loyal and sensitive, and enjoys doing things just for his friends. (He's a total Hufflepuff). I don't know where people get this obsession with Pooh; he's nice, and cute, but Piglet's the really admirable one, I think.
Natsume Soseki. Engaging writer and emo kid extrordinaire. He hated being Japanese, which is sad, and idolized the West-- sort of like a backwards me. However, he also really hated himself. Still, he wrote some great stuff. Kokoro is an amazing novel, one of those kind that have me just sort of melting in the narrator's voice, with that sort of not-really-plot-but-human-situation style, a book of themes and humanity and emotions. I used bills with his face on them while I was in Japan (Y1000-- about $10.00-ish, here . . . ), but then they changed them and filtered them out of the system two years after I was there )-: No more Sosekis as senensatsu )-:
There have got to be more. I shall consider adding more, later :-P
Danny righteously asserts his indignance that I add him to this list.
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