Armchair psychologist here also trying to figure himself out before the inevitable end.

I don’t think this is as much of an uncontrollable craze as it is hyper-awareness of your passive actions/thoughts. Imagine the opposite of complete, nothing to react to, ignorance x 10. I’m a perfectionist and a problem solver. I have to earn leisure through productivity. I constantly desire more of everything. I’m over-observant with grainy photographic memory. AND I’m hyper-aware of everything all the time. It may be my brain’s desire to consume or collect information, even if it’s trivial or irrelevant. This includes the passively hyper-focused observation of others.

You do it with dudes as well. Pets, cars, mailboxes. You get the idea. The only reason women stand out to you is likely because that’s just what you’re interested in. There was some faux research done a million years ago about how frequently men think about sex, and it was just short of nearly all the time. Since then debunked, but I still think it’s impossible for researchers to access the human subconscious, or our background processes. But like you said, you’re a heterosexual guy. It’s what we do. I too look at everyone I cross. Some stick with me, some generate uncontrollable thoughts or controllable urges.

I haven’t a clue what our current purpose is beyond the parasitization of Earth, but I imagine like all other living, breathing mammalia and friends, we were built for procreation, so it’s also only natural your brain is hot for the ladies. You’re just oversensitive to your thoughts, and then obsess over the thoughts, and then wind up here seeking advice. Or wait, is that me?

Kids (1995)

Similar to Requiem, a one-time-only must-watch.

Requiem for a Dream. You’re absolutely correct, a one-time-only must-watch. I always enjoyed re-watching films with friends, but this one is a no go. One thousand years ago, I added the DVD release to my collection on release. Where I grew up, our movie theater only carried ultra-mainstream titles, so when films like Requiem released to theaters, it was either a 2+ hour trek to the nearest metropolitan area or just wait for it to release on DVD. I could be misremembering, but I believe the DVD case was one of those awful cardboard cases with the plastic clip. Anyway, it was mixed in with the rest of the DVD collection I proudly displayed in my living room (we all did this). At least until I had to refuse requested viewing by different guests not once, but twice. Fortunately, somewhere around that same time, I pumped the brakes on tangible media, and started gathering digital rips. Packed all that valueless stuff up, and shoved it up in the attic.

To a degree, kinda. Primarily responsible for technology onboarding and training as well as consulting. Subject to whatever the suits want pushed on employees. Been doing it for so long, I can’t think of any other work fitting to my current lifestyle (work to live) to know any better. Pays the midlife hell bills, leaving enough for leisure.

Made me gag. Well done!

COVID played a major part in my mother’s death, so I feel comfortable saying I welcome the hentavirus to our country. If all goes poorly, maybe it will take care of some of our more troublesome septuagenarians. 🤔

I get paid to encourage people to use it at work. I’m a problem, creating more problems to solve my own problems.

83% of commonly used household items could defeat this man. Versus a motion activated trash can? Fucker ain’t got a chance.

Hollowed eye sockets beneath the sunglasses. With eyes removed, no more notifications.

Convinced. Sounds like I need to invest in a horn. I’m clearly lacking civility.

Shoe horns. My 86 year old father in law still uses one and swears by it. Doesn’t put shoes without the assistance of the horn. I’ve seen it in action, and it seems to work? Even on some tied shoes!

My parents smoked Reds indoors their entire life. I essentially smelled like an ashtray throughout childhood until I moved out for college. Even experienced respiratory issues throughout high school sports. Used to have to borrow my grandma’s portable O2 tank to use for practice breaks. I feel this, and I hate it.

Right on! I still own N2O. Easily one of the best tube shooters ever. The N2O in a CD player was a fun party trick, alongside scanning backwards from track 1 on Less Than Jake’s “Losing Streak.” Made the hidden bonus song(s) at the end of the CD technique seem amateur.

Dopethrone is such a great album. I should have included it in my list. Mclusky Do Dallas was one of my favorite albums from my time co-DJing on college radio. Also had A.R.E. Weapons on heavy rotation those days.

I find there are very few albums that are great beginning to end, and I’m not including “greatest hits” or “Best of…” collections.

1. The Crystal Method - Vegas
2. Bad Mojos - Songs that Make You Wanna Die!
3. GZA - Pro Tools
4. Sloppy Seconds - Destroyed (guilty pleasure of mine)
5. Eddy Current Suppression Ring - Primary Colours