gonna be a crank
Yes, that's right. I think I'm going to be indulge myself, and be my true cranky opinionated self. And it's going to feel good.
Good intelligent conversation last night, with Reive and Michele, one of those lovely, wide-ranging rambles about fanfiction, the differences between "out-there" and "boring" (not so large as some people believe), relationships: what one values, what one surrenders... just good mind stretching pleasure.
Hmmm... perhaps that's what I'm always looking for in friends and experiences: the feeling afterwards that my mind's muscles have been stretched a little, that my field of vision is enlarged and/or clarified, that I'm holding more information than I did before. Which might lead to a definition of boredom as walking away from an experience with no more information than I had when I entered.
Must think on this. (Digression: why "think on this" rather than "think about this"? I suspect that I got the phrasing either from "Bonnie Portmore" or a British friend. Somehow, though, thinking on something, to me, has connotations of a closer encounter with the thoughts, touching them, as opposed to examining them from a distance.)
Good intelligent conversation last night, with Reive and Michele, one of those lovely, wide-ranging rambles about fanfiction, the differences between "out-there" and "boring" (not so large as some people believe), relationships: what one values, what one surrenders... just good mind stretching pleasure.
Hmmm... perhaps that's what I'm always looking for in friends and experiences: the feeling afterwards that my mind's muscles have been stretched a little, that my field of vision is enlarged and/or clarified, that I'm holding more information than I did before. Which might lead to a definition of boredom as walking away from an experience with no more information than I had when I entered.
Must think on this. (Digression: why "think on this" rather than "think about this"? I suspect that I got the phrasing either from "Bonnie Portmore" or a British friend. Somehow, though, thinking on something, to me, has connotations of a closer encounter with the thoughts, touching them, as opposed to examining them from a distance.)