People with Aspergers incorporate different coping strategies in order to feel more comfortable. This post, I am pleased to report, is a fine example of such coping strategies, including:
- Humor
- Data Organization
- Tangents
- Analysis of Self
- Correction/Editing of Self
- Analysis of Others
- Research
- Interconnection of Data
- Data transformed into New Information
My original intention today was to report on how my blog has become a mind- and time-devouring entity, closely resembling the indistinct, formless entity from the movie The BLOB.
But, instead I deleted an entire, page-long list that had words such as: obsession, fixation, ice pack for shoulder pain, eyestrain, fear, and extreme anxiety. And replaced this here posting with the land of the blob. Which I know, and you know, has a much higher fascination-factor than a post about obsessive blogging.
Unfortunately, I planned on writing for only 30 minutes today, and instead I am further made blurry-eyed and pain-ridden. Once again, I was sucked in and consumed by my BLOG! The HORROR!
At this moment as I am typing, I have my computer in split-screen mode, and I’m watching the 1958 horror flick The Blob. If you are in the X Generation, there is a high probability that The Blob, (which was originally titled the Glob), rates in the top ten of all time horror flicks. In the movie, an alien life form consumes everything in its path. As the blob devours, it continues to grow in size, until it resembles one massive lump of blood-red Jell-O. When the movie ends, the blob is dropped into the Arctic. Then a big question mark (?) appears on the screen, leaving little kids from the 1960’s and 1970’s to wonder forever, if the blog is in fact living in bedroom closets, streets, under beds, and in toilets.
Just think: if those Generation Xers had been told the blob was only a modified weather balloon and colored silicone gel, we’d have saved a lot of money on mental health therapy.
The movie makes me think of the words heebie-jeebies and jeepers-creepers, both words that Louis Armstrong has perfected, by the way.
I’m still watching the movie, and finding the scenes rather dull. Waiting for the blob to show up.
Here are some conclusions I reached from the data I collected from BLOB research.
1. People who saw the Blob were scared shi*less!
I’ll need to buy tons of ice and fire extinguishers before I’ll ever feel safe again.
I saw this movie about 30 years ago, but was so scared that I ran out of the cinema before I could see the end!
I used to wonder about the question mark. I saw tons of horror movies when I was a kid, but seriously, not one of them scared me half as much as this one.
I wouldn’t call myself lucky. This movie scared the crap out of me so bad that I had to sleep with my mommy!
I was 5 years old and it knocked me out. I had nightmares for two weeks.
I saw this movie when I was a child and alone with my brother. I was so scared. I’m still having nightmares.
Saw it on TV way back in 1975 ,scared the crap outta me too! What can kill it?
I remember this movie scaring the crap out of me when I was a kid. And it was almost 30 years old by the time I saw it.
Omg, I remember this movie used to scare the hell out of me.
This movie scared me to death when I was a kid. After seeing it I couldn’t eat cherry Jell-O for weeks.
Well, for people back then, it was creepy as hell.
I think if it were real those people would run away and crap their pants.
When I saw this movie on the tv as a kid, it literally scared the piss out! of me. I woke up screaming and peed my nightgown.
2. People don’t like older men playing teenagers, even if the guy is sexy.
Looks like he’s pushing 30 and he has to sneak out of his parent’s house?
Yeah, Steve McQueen is the oldest looking ‘teenager’ I’ve ever seen.
Steve McQueen is supposed to be 17 in this movie and he was 27!
He hangs around with these teenage boys and he looks like their uncle!
McQueen is the sexiest man in history of men.
He’s supposed to play a teenager in this movie? They could have chosen someone who didn’t look 50 years old.
I like way they keep calling Steve a crazy Kid!!!.Shit he is as old as the old.
Steve McQueen was and still is ‘The Man’!
The old guy is so damn cute.
Are there nude photos of Steve?
3. People reminisce when they see old movies from the 1950’s.
In those days boys had good manners and girls behaved like well children.
Back then, when you missed something on TV that was it, until you caught it again.
Wow, 1950’s, I wish to see that day and die in the 50’s.
Remember when there was a vibrant healthy middle class and anyone notice the COLORFUL clothing and cars? Look at how many people wear black today and drive gray cars. And go down any Main Street USA today and see the poverty and boarded up windows…
4. People side with or personify Blob.
If I were an alien from another planet and I had an ignorant old piece of white trash poking me with a stick, I’d devour him, too!!
What kind of an idiot goes outside and pokes at a lugee?
This music leaves me with the impression that the Blob’s a suave, fun-loving guy who’d stop eating towns if you just got him a cigarette and a nice cocktail.
That Blob sure is a cool cat!
My sister had a girl friend she called the blob.
5. People theorize about the future of the Blob.
“As long as the arctic stays cold,,,” Ha ha, it’s like they we’re already setting up a sequel to be released whenever global warming thawed the arctic.
I still wonder why there was a question mark at the end.
Well, even if the ice caps were to melt, the arctic would still remain too cold.Then again, the blob could just float like a big ice-cube and drift out towards warmer waters in the sea.
Imagine that thing in the water eating whales and big, big things in the sea. It will be unstoppable.
Shit! Global warming is gonna set the blob free and it’ll either start with the Scandinavians, the Russians or the Canadians…
(These are all quotes I found under comments beneath the video clips on YouTube.)
Last thought. My Giant Question Mark:
1. I’m wondering if the search term crap will bring people to my blog now. And I’m thinking: Oh, Crap!
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