Would multiple personality disorder technically make everything an inside joke?

Yolo
You only lose....only....

That became the new definition of our Jerusalem kickball team name when we determined that we just couldn't win any games. Pretty much, no matter how hard we tried. YOLO (which actually stands for you only live once) was a theme of our Jerusalem winter 2012 study abroad group and became a silly inside joke we all mocked ourselves for. I personally love inside jokes, but only when i am inside them. Naturally. I don't think i know anyone who likes other people's inside jokes. That would be weird. The following list of phrase's/words are among my favorite inside jokes (from Jerusalem and others), that pretty much no one else reading this post would understand. but I just  feel like posting for myself....

FYU
Don't get crepped/I got a creper cut
Matching thrift store ugly sweaters
Card Games
Alex the Caveman
Damp, moist (said in an British accent)
The stairwell of action
I.E ( I will never hear this phrase again without snorting uncontrollably  to myself)
Nophir
Hoover
Texas Man

Reminiscing on such joyful jokes makes me so pleasantly nostalgic. And no, nothing about that sentence is an inside joke. Unless it is just with myself. Can you have an inside joke with yourself? Or would that just be crazy? I guess if you have multiple personality disorder, it actually wouldn't be too hard.

What was that movie I watched all the time as a kid, but never actually understood? Oh yeah, there were lots of them!

So if you recognize this picture, and know what movie this landmark is significant in, you are either a sci-fi freak or you were at least raised by one. This is The Devils Tower, and is the featured location of extra-terrestrial contact in the 1977 film Close Encounters of the Third Kind. No particular reason I brought it up, except that i'm watching it right now while I multi-task on my computer. (I heard on the radio that the number of facebook or twitter comments regarding a TV show made during a TV show has increased from thousands a month to millions in the past couple of years.)

Anyway, watching this movie brings back funny memories. My dad really liked it and as a kid, we owned it and i saw it several times. But I never actually understood it. I just remember that the little aliens freaked me out and the part where the little boy is abducted it terrifying.



Other than that, it was boring and just weird. Now that I'm an adult and understand all the political references and know what half the things they talk about mean, its a pretty interesting show. Great effects for the day. 


This whole show makes me reflect on other movies I didn't understand but watched a whole lot as a kid. like...


E.T. (yes, another alien movie, I know)

and this one...

I watched Johnny Lingo probably every when I was 5.

But why is she in a tree! And why all the cows!



 These questions plagued my little mind and aliens and flying creatures haunted my dreams. Some times, I can watch these movies and flash back to that childish mindset. I can imagine myself with popsicle all over my face and cheerios stuck in my hair; eyes glued the screen and the bizarre creatures and images. It interesting how, even though I didn't understand half the things I watched on TV before I was 7, I was still thoroughly entertained. Now, on top of the enjoyment of movies, I have understanding. Hooray!



Potential comment topic for fellow classmates:
What movies did you watch as a kid but never really understood?

Catch Up

So for some reason my blog hasn't been posting the writing I've been doing. I set it up so that I could post blogs from my phone by just texting it in. As you can tell, the first post was all chopped up into a bunch of different posts instead of one long one. So i fiddled with the settings a little bit and thought I had fixed it but after checking on my blog a few weeks later, I realized it didn't post A SINGLE post I thought it had. It did save them as drafts though.  I'd post them all now, but they aren't really relevant any longer. I guess I will just log in and blog the old fashion way.

it's easy to be anonymous on the internet

The anominity of internet media can be a good and a bad thing. My roomies and I just watched a movie called "the perfect man" where a daughter emails her mom pretending to be a secret admirer trying to make her mom happy. It blows up in her face of course. But it made me think about the effect of being anonymous has on a media personality. Lots of people say and do things online that they never would in real life because they have the false security of being semi-anonymous. You can say things and not be afraid of what people think or of getting in trouble. Anominity can be both liberation and a deception. You can facebook stalk someone and leave no proof. But also, with FB a person can't say anything without their name attached. On a flip side, this makes it easy to frame someone. Facebook hackers. We all know them. But most don't stay anonymous for long. Few give up the opportunity to gloat...;)

average of 11

he average person consumes an average of 11 hours of media per day... Time wasted? Depends on whether the experience was average or not. While meeting a goal to post at least twice a week on a blog for a class on media may contradict a goal to consume less media (a goal set after a shocking realization of how much media I do consume) I'm not too worried about it.

I changed this blog to accomplish this assignment for my Media and the Family class Fall 2012 semester. The blog previously was supposed to be a record of my study abroad to Israel last winter semester. I think I actually posted like 6 times while I was in Israel. A fact I do regret. But then maybe I don't. While in Israel, I wasn't so absorbed with my computer or the media or the internet. I didn't have a cell phone over there. I also didn't have face book. I spent a lot of time with friends or outside. I developed talents and friendships because I wasn't spending hours on a computer each day. Wish that lifestyle could have stuck (and in some ways it did) but I do now spend a lot of time at the computer. And it's always more minutes online during school, even without blogging assignments.

What would the world be like without media or even technology as a whole? I can picture myself out in nature, listening to sounds typically drowned out by speakers blaring music or the constant click of keypads or almost inaudible but still irritating buzz of a TV left on. Confession: I'm a nature freak. I'd be perfectly happy if the only "streaming" meant catching a fish up the canyon, or if "downloading" was dropping a pile of sticks I plan to build a fire with; or if the only "wall" I had to worry about was the granite one I plan on scaling to reach a great view. Ok, maybe I sound more adventurous and outdorsy than I really am. I talk about these things like I do them all the time, but really that ideal is an unfulfilled dream.... I'll get to it.... someday..... but I just got a text......