ZOMG it's Liam Neeson!
I forgot about the Viking heritage. Vikings are suitably manly, right?So after sentientjello’s admonishment, Liam Neeson showed up in my dream this morning. Also something about someone who looked like one ex- but her nametag (some kind of conference in a hotel?) said a completely unfamiliar name. Despite (still) finding her attractive, I avoided her. Not sure how to read that.A group of ladybugs seems to have made a suicide pact, and banded together on my kitchen window to die in protest of my treatment of… I dunno, stuff. Since they make a cursor shape, I can close one eye and use it to “click” stuff outside my window. I stopped using the drag-and-drop feature after that tree, though.Oh, more weirdness with mirror neurons, two things I read that both showed up yesterday.
First, primates do what we do because we’re good at copying others’ actions, and humans even moreso. This naturally lends itself to humans having more cultures (transmissible actions) than other species, and more potential responses to their environment. Hence, several billion people. Well, that and all the sex.
The reason we’re able to mimic so quickly is the presence of “mirror neurons”. We have brain patterns that light up when watching someone else do something almost the same as doing it ourselves. (Which also lends credence to the dangers of coveting one’s neighbor’s ass, but that’s a different story.)
Second, we end up with cognitive dissonance when experiencing an actions and it stops suddenly. Not directly related, but still a really interesting way of looking at one’s visceral reactions to media.Another brilliant dissection:
Compare "They're too good for you" with "What you want is shallow".
Got it?
Okay, now see what happens when you do them at the same time.
What the hell was that?1-"So how long have you been together?"
J-"I'm not gay!"
(time elapses)
2-"Is all of him that tall?"
J-"How would I... we're just flatmates!"
(time elapses)
3-"You two make a cute couple!"
J-"It's not like... you know what, I just give up."
In a matter befitting Moffation direction, J strides ardently alongside a park.
J is seen from behind jogging across a zebra crossing.
A door next to a cafe is seen, and J steps up to it and knocks. When S answers the door, J says, "Hello," and then grabs S's head and pulls it down into a ferocious kiss. J lets go and steps back a bit, glaring at S.
S-"Wait, that doesn't make any sense at all. I was so sure I had it figured out. Maybe breakfast. Was that raspberry jam I tasted?"
First, primates do what we do because we’re good at copying others’ actions, and humans even moreso. This naturally lends itself to humans having more cultures (transmissible actions) than other species, and more potential responses to their environment. Hence, several billion people. Well, that and all the sex.
The reason we’re able to mimic so quickly is the presence of “mirror neurons”. We have brain patterns that light up when watching someone else do something almost the same as doing it ourselves. (Which also lends credence to the dangers of coveting one’s neighbor’s ass, but that’s a different story.)
Second, we end up with cognitive dissonance when experiencing an actions and it stops suddenly. Not directly related, but still a really interesting way of looking at one’s visceral reactions to media.Another brilliant dissection:
Compare "They're too good for you" with "What you want is shallow".
Got it?
Okay, now see what happens when you do them at the same time.
What the hell was that?1-"So how long have you been together?"
J-"I'm not gay!"
(time elapses)
2-"Is all of him that tall?"
J-"How would I... we're just flatmates!"
(time elapses)
3-"You two make a cute couple!"
J-"It's not like... you know what, I just give up."
In a matter befitting Moffation direction, J strides ardently alongside a park.
J is seen from behind jogging across a zebra crossing.
A door next to a cafe is seen, and J steps up to it and knocks. When S answers the door, J says, "Hello," and then grabs S's head and pulls it down into a ferocious kiss. J lets go and steps back a bit, glaring at S.
S-"Wait, that doesn't make any sense at all. I was so sure I had it figured out. Maybe breakfast. Was that raspberry jam I tasted?"