Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Something that's been bothering me

That should probably be the title of every entry. This is going to become a chronicle of the random neurotic bits of minutia that haunt my days. I need answers though.

Last night as I lie in bed, I was watching Toy Story 2. My choices were limited due to a broken DVD player but let it be known, I do not apologize for this choice. I feel the Toy Story series was a beautifully animated, very smartly written peice of cinema. There is one thing that I was bothered by and it really doesn't even have anything to do with Toy Story 2, but seeing Buzz Lightyear made me think about it.

In the first movie, Buzz is not self aware. He really believes he is a space ranger out to destroy the evil Zurg. He does not know he is a mass produced peice of plastic with some working parts and flashing lights.

Given this fact, why did he stay frozen in his box at the toy store until he was purchased. Why did he freeze and drop lifelessly to the ground with the other toys whenever a human entered a room? Why, when Andy first unwrapped his present and open the box did Buzz not spring to life and begin searching tirelessly for Zurg.

None of this is explained and I WANT ANSWERS.

x-posted to Livejournal in order to get the answers I seek.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Commercial Pilots.

This is something I think about on an almost daily basis. I work two stops away from O'Hare airport, in the same office park as a hotel, so needless to say, I see alot of pilots when I'm going home from work. I've always wondered what it's like to have a job that requires that much travel.

Are you able to have a family. Do you bother with an apartment or just stay in a hotel the one or two days a week that you're home. I guess you wouldn't need much of a wardrobe if you have to be in a pilots uniform so often, just some PJ's for lounging in hotels, a pair of jeans for when you go out with stewardesses, a couple of t-shirts. Maybe a suit coat that doesn't have wings on it so that you can go to funerals and weddings. I guess they really could fit your whole life in a suitcase and live out of it. What a life though. I don't think I could do it. I thought about some possible promotion paths at work that would require me to travel, but I don't know if I could leave my life behind for more than 2 or 3 days a month.

Any pilots, if you come across this, how do you do it? Also, do you get lots of stewardess ass.