I went to a retail mall last weekend. Walked past the Apple store. Glass walls. Looked like a thousand piglets neatly arranged at a gridwork of artificial teats, except everyone was standing up, looking down.
Checked my blood pressure a week ago at WalMart. 116/73.
Not too bad.
Before I decided to get back into shape, my physician took my blood pressure and made one of those faces like he thought his sphygmomanometer had finally broken.
He took my blood pressure 5 more times, with me in various positions.
He forget to tell me the number when he was done.
He just went immediately, urgently for his script pad.
It looks like that is some top notch cardboard engineering going on with that box - an interference fit that results in a partial vacuum when the lid is removed, which leads to the sail foam just jumping out onto the concrete, cracking its glass. Must have learned that behavior at the factory.
Siri - what is the leading cause of death where you are made?
Give me a minute - aeeeiiiiiiieeee, splat.
There you have the latest from the technology wars.
This here is where the presence of an observing scientist imposed upon a subject changes the behavior of the subject being observed.
You cannot interact with the monkeys because that makes you part of the study.
Were the boy at home as usual then he would open his little treasure on the carpeted floor.
I know this. It is a ritual. It's a thing. They video themselves doing it. Because they spent money on it.
I realized this earlier but that was reinforced with the vistaprint order. I wanted to set some idea of their posters, but I never did manage because all the YouTube videos of posters are of boys tediously opening the package on the floor.
They're opening their treasure. It's a ritual. It's part of the thing being viewed too.
We're faced with the emotional importance of wrapping, with the emotional experience of unwrapping.
In this book Gift Wrapping: Creative Ideas from Japan,
Amazon 1¢,
the author, Kunio Ekiguchi, explains how odd it is to buy, say, an expensive watch in its own carefully considered box, then wrap that in cheap craptastic paper and a twee diddly-squat bow.
I might have paraphrased there a bit.
He also said it needn't be a concealment. It's like the fence of a yard. The fence needn't be for containment, but rather to block the view of something, or to insert something architectural, or to divide some portion with a flat wooden plane, and not necessarily to keep in a dog.
So too the wrapping can show the gift clearly.
With shipping involved it becomes a bit archeological, wrapping within wrappings.
I received a carton of some dozen or so Polo boxer briefs that were shipped as if transferring treasure.
Almost anything you buy on eBay is wrapped like a mummy. But commercial presentation such as an iphone is everything to the experience. It must be be presented like the watch. Like a jewel. Something valuable. Worth the extra care. Show the purchaser that you, the seller, values it.
I do this with my bread. I don't toss it in a grocery bag and pop off with it. No. Those are wrapped in tea towels, or large standard white dinner napkins and that shows how I treat the bread. That consideration is part of the gift.
I urge you to buy that book for 1¢, it will change your perception of wrapping forever. You find yourself using odd things like cloth, screen, wire, paper rope, and scraps of paper. You learn different things like how to wrap gift bottles.
Once I went to the church store and bought their outrageously long bees wax candles.
I go, "These candles smell like church. What's in 'em?"
The guy goes, "None of your bees wax."
Joke.
I bought a whole box. Wrapped them in 2's, as standard gifts, I used some kind of textured paper and raffia with a square knot sort of a paper kimono. Then stuck wheat behind the knot. Nothing specifically Asian except for the approach, and I noticed over years people did not use their candles. They couldn't bear to undo the wrapping. They wanted to keep their present in tact. Bummer, because those are the most ace of all candles and they're all just wasted, but it goes to show you the value of presentation.
The book itself makes a great gift. I cannot keep one on hand. Women see it, like it, want it, so I give it to them. I've owned three copies, I have each page internalized already, but I cannot keep a copy around. Maybe I should just buy a bunch of copies and pass them out as gifts.
My brother's iPhone just arrived
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I went to a retail mall last weekend. Walked past the Apple store. Glass walls. Looked like a thousand piglets neatly arranged at a gridwork of artificial teats, except everyone was standing up, looking down.
I'll bet the gawker to purchaser ratio at the Tesla store is about 1,000 to 1, if that.
Sears looks like it's on its last legs.
People walk around the mall transfixed by their smart phone.
Nobody ever seems to be looking up.
Maybe there's some way you can use it as a mirror to see where you're going.
That place that sells the giant chocolate chip cookie with cake frosting on it is still in business.
Looks like I guessed wrong on that one.
Apples are pretty good right now.
There was a recent two week period where they were a little sketchy.
I like apples.
Never been to Five Guys but I hear their burger is pretty good.
It's probably like 800 calories, all of them fat.
I'll pass.
I decided to go off my diet and spluge on a Chik-fil-A sandwich not too long ago.
Felt like old times. Delicious.
The next morning the bathroom scale indicated I'd gained two pounds.
Salt.
My brother's iPhone just arrived via UPS. I took a peak, nothing further than the picture though.
Checked my blood pressure a week ago at WalMart. 116/73.
Not too bad.
Before I decided to get back into shape, my physician took my blood pressure and made one of those faces like he thought his sphygmomanometer had finally broken.
He took my blood pressure 5 more times, with me in various positions.
He forget to tell me the number when he was done.
He just went immediately, urgently for his script pad.
It piqued your interest, eh?
It looks like that is some top notch cardboard engineering going on with that box - an interference fit that results in a partial vacuum when the lid is removed, which leads to the sail foam just jumping out onto the concrete, cracking its glass. Must have learned that behavior at the factory.
Siri - what is the leading cause of death where you are made?
Give me a minute - aeeeiiiiiiieeee, splat.
There you have the latest from the technology wars.
iPhone, uPhone, we all phone for iPhone.
Before I got scoped the med tech took my blood pressure.
It was like 130 something over 80 or 90 something.
I was like, holy shit!, I want a re-count!
She said it meant nothing. Happens all the time. The laxative you take to clean yourself out is full of salt.
My uncle died of a heart attack at 72. His sister of a stroke at 65. My father had a quadruple bypass at 62. My mother a debilitating stroke at 74.
Both of my maternal grandparents died of lung cancer from smoking.
Me? I eat right. Exercise like an animal. Never smoked a day in my life. Resting heart rate of 57.
I'll be the first person in my family to die of alcoholic liver disease.
Hooray!!!
I use my new iPad Mini Retina with cell/wifi as a tablet and a cell phone, with Skype as my carrier.
It's cheap. $40/month data charge. No fixed charge for Skype, just a very small per minute charge per use.
The iPad Mini isn't much bigger than the Galaxy phones.
I decided to get rid of my iPhone and full size iPad because this Old Dawg cannot remember to pick up two things and carry them with him all the time.
magnets!
This here is where the presence of an observing scientist imposed upon a subject changes the behavior of the subject being observed.
You cannot interact with the monkeys because that makes you part of the study.
Were the boy at home as usual then he would open his little treasure on the carpeted floor.
I know this. It is a ritual. It's a thing. They video themselves doing it. Because they spent money on it.
I realized this earlier but that was reinforced with the vistaprint order. I wanted to set some idea of their posters, but I never did manage because all the YouTube videos of posters are of boys tediously opening the package on the floor.
They're opening their treasure. It's a ritual. It's part of the thing being viewed too.
We're faced with the emotional importance of wrapping, with the emotional experience of unwrapping.
In this book Gift Wrapping: Creative Ideas from Japan,
Amazon 1¢,
the author, Kunio Ekiguchi, explains how odd it is to buy, say, an expensive watch in its own carefully considered box, then wrap that in cheap craptastic paper and a twee diddly-squat bow.
I might have paraphrased there a bit.
He also said it needn't be a concealment. It's like the fence of a yard. The fence needn't be for containment, but rather to block the view of something, or to insert something architectural, or to divide some portion with a flat wooden plane, and not necessarily to keep in a dog.
So too the wrapping can show the gift clearly.
With shipping involved it becomes a bit archeological, wrapping within wrappings.
I received a carton of some dozen or so Polo boxer briefs that were shipped as if transferring treasure.
Almost anything you buy on eBay is wrapped like a mummy. But commercial presentation such as an iphone is everything to the experience. It must be be presented like the watch. Like a jewel. Something valuable. Worth the extra care. Show the purchaser that you, the seller, values it.
I do this with my bread. I don't toss it in a grocery bag and pop off with it. No. Those are wrapped in tea towels, or large standard white dinner napkins and that shows how I treat the bread. That consideration is part of the gift.
I urge you to buy that book for 1¢, it will change your perception of wrapping forever. You find yourself using odd things like cloth, screen, wire, paper rope, and scraps of paper. You learn different things like how to wrap gift bottles.
Once I went to the church store and bought their outrageously long bees wax candles.
I go, "These candles smell like church. What's in 'em?"
The guy goes, "None of your bees wax."
Joke.
I bought a whole box. Wrapped them in 2's, as standard gifts, I used some kind of textured paper and raffia with a square knot sort of a paper kimono. Then stuck wheat behind the knot. Nothing specifically Asian except for the approach, and I noticed over years people did not use their candles. They couldn't bear to undo the wrapping. They wanted to keep their present in tact. Bummer, because those are the most ace of all candles and they're all just wasted, but it goes to show you the value of presentation.
The book itself makes a great gift. I cannot keep one on hand. Women see it, like it, want it, so I give it to them. I've owned three copies, I have each page internalized already, but I cannot keep a copy around. Maybe I should just buy a bunch of copies and pass them out as gifts.
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