Some people have dreams that may have an element of precognition but I think that mine are usually the result of anxiety over some situation coupled with something unpleasant I’ve seen on television. I think when you live alone it’s better to try to rationalise dreams than to let your imagination run away with you.
It’s probably a good thing that our dreams fade quickly once we wake up because sometimes I’ve had dreams that, before I forget them, seemed so weird that even I couldn’t find a rational explanation for them.
I can’t recall having nightmares very often as an adult though; at least not the kind where you wake up and are afraid to go back to sleep. When I was much younger my scariest dreams were about being forced to go to school (as an adult) or about falling. The school ones faded as I grew older and more self-confident but before they did my dream self learned to say “I don’t have to be here.” I still dream about falling but at least it doesn’t hurt as much as when I do it in real life because I never land.
I did have a bad dream the other night though. I woke up at three in the morning. I don’t recall the details now but it involved me sleeping on the floor at our local op shop, something about a fire in the roof and hearing voices outside. The voices part was so clear that when I woke I actually thought that maybe there was someone outside. However, as Cindy was sound asleep on her bed beside me I’m sure there wasn’t. Her hearing is much better than mine. I think in that particular case I was more frightened that I might not be dreaming.
I tried to think this odd dream through before I forgot all the details and recalled that I’d seen sparks shooting out of the chimney in my neighbour’s shed recently and had been worried about a fire. As for the Op Shop as I am a volunteer I’m pretty involved in it but not to the point of camping out there so I don’t know where that came from!
My mum used to like to tell a story about a mishap she and her younger sister had during the war (WWII). They decided to go to the pictures one evening and because it was the blackout and there were no street lights they tumbled into a hole left by some workmen who had not covered it when they finished work. Neither of them were hurt and once they got out of the hole both seemed to regard it as a funny incident. Certainly the story was retold many times over the next forty years. Life really is a sitcom at times. My grandmother had her share of mishaps which mum always found funny. Falling off an embankment and getting stuck in a door in her nightie are two I recall being told about. When her father told her off for laughing she’d point out that if you saw someone do the same thing in a film you would laugh at it. These were the days of Laurel and Hardy and similar films with a lot of slapstick of course.
I can understand this. I think I must have inherited bad coordination from my grandmother. When I fall over or have some klutzy episode Naomi always laughs herself silly just as I laughed when she once slipped on a banana skin when we were out. It is not that we are laughing at another’s misfortune or that we don’t care if they are hurt. It just looks funny or the situation is funny.
Everyone’s sense of humour is different. David used to like “Hogan’s Heroes”, Naomi and I like “Dad’s Army” but our mum didn’t like either of them; maybe it was too soon after the war for her to find them funny or maybe the situations just didn’t tickle her funny bone. Many TV sitcoms received the thumbs down from her because they were “Just plain stupid”.
In the eighties and nineties two popular sitcoms in Australia were “Acropolis Now” and “Allo Allo” . The first, an Australian show, was a Greek Australian sitcom, the second another WWII based sitcom set in France . Our European born workmates loved both of them as much as the Aussies did and were not offended by the stereotypes at all. Mum would have said both shows were just plain stupid.
Sometimes we laugh at things because we, or people we know, have been in similar situations. The popular Australian sitcom Rosehaven is full of such awkward humour. Frankly I watch the show because it was filmed in Tasmanian towns and I like location spotting but the lead character Daniel, played by Luke McGregor, is so awkward that I often have to look away in embarrassment. I don’t really find it funny. I keep hoping he’ll get over being such a doofus because I am sympathetic towards the character.
One last comment; if the producers feel the need to include canned laughter in a TV show it probably isn’t that funny. I don’t need to be told when to laugh.
In her reply to this prompt Tracy at “Reflections of an Untidy Mind” quoted this unnamed CEO.
“Casual observation and simply having knowledge is not enough. Insight definition takes work; it’s a skill that requires creativity, persistence and deep thinking to craft. The most powerful insights come from rigor and serious analysis to translate large amounts of data into concise and compelling findings. Organizations who want to use insights as the platform for organic growth require a process that is both scalable and repeatable so that it can become routinized within the organization with predictable long-term results. Use written insight statements guided by five key principles to turn research data into actionable insight to inspire new ideas for product and service development.”
This starts off well but descends into unreadable claptrap halfway in my opinion. However, I do agree that businesses would do better if they had a real insight into their customer’s needs and in some cases who their customers are. I won’t turn this into a rant about WordPress because we’ve all been there already.
I am a doll collector and one of my interests is Barbie dolls. I started collecting modern Barbies about 20 years ago and it was fun because I could buy some very pretty modern dolls and clothing in places like Target and Toys’R’Us without having to spend a lot.
Fast forward to today and there is very little I want to buy any more. Mattel and other toy manufacturers say that children are more interested in electronic toys and they now market Barbie to a much younger age group 3-7 year olds. Consequently they make much simpler dolls with non-removable plastic clothing and lots of gadgets,they are many fairies, princesses and mermaids although lately they are diversifying the playline more. There are not so many outfits you can buy for Barbie and the quality is poor.
Mattel also recognises that there are adult collectors and for that market they sell expensive, better quality dolls in elaborate costumes which are only meant to be put on display and never removed from their boxes.
What they do not have the insight to realise is that there is a large group of adult collectors like me who want good quality dolls and fashions because we customise, redress and photograph dolls. Adult collectors make dioramas and write stories. We don’t want to buy cheap rubbish but we don’t want to buy two hundred dollar dolls that we are going to take out of the box and play with.
I have my doubts that Mattel or for that matter any of the other toy companies will ever realise this but if any of them do they can have my money.