thinking about fun is like talking about comedy is like reading about sex?

[fflo]

I was just thinking about having fun. Not as in "hey, maybe I'll go have some fun now" but as in "how about that fun, and having it, and thinking of it, and what it is to people?"

This isn't the post I was thinking of making last night. That post was going to be about my grandmother's Suzy Damn Doll. To be a Suzy Damn Doll is to be the thing somebody kicks around when they're mad about something or someone else. I gather my grandmother had a doll called Suzy who served this purpose for her, but by the time I was in the picture the expression was applied to people, usually in a context of defiantly saying "I'm not going to be your Suzy Damn Doll," or suggesting that someone not stand for being someone else's Suzy Damn Doll.

I thought of that stuff after hearing atleastdefiant talk of having had such a relationship to her stuffed animals at some point (presumably years ago) (ha!).

But tonight I'm wondering about fun, and what you think is fun, and how you know when you're having fun or how you define fun, and how much fun you think you have, and stuff like that there. So here's a poll, and feel free to comment, of course. Me, though---I may not get back here much before the weekend's over, as I'm aiming to have some fun of sorts one doesn't have on a computer.

[Poll #546057]

Comments

[vjsmom.livejournal.com]

Okay, I do have fun doing lots of things that aren't related to sex; I just happened to answer the poll at an odd time. I like to hike, drive, swim, goof around with my son, read LJ, talk on the phone, watch some TV and movies, read mystery novels, and lots of other stuff. Now I sound like a personal ad. Oh yeah, and I like pina coladas and making love in the rain . . . or something.

[vjsmom.livejournal.com]

If the comment I wrote earlier does show up, I know I misquoted that pop song. There is no need to tell me. I may have written the comment and then failed to post it anyway, because I'm kind of groggy.

Flying rockets, singing, and making stuff.

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

I just got off an intense week of fun. NARAM. National model rocket contest. Sometimes I got to serious, and it interfered. But I did sneak in some music making and I made a rocket--painting it on the field while chatting with people. There was often responsibility and obligation--selling books to make my living, not screwing things up for our team. But I did forget my worries and fears. The social side was a hoot, and in fact the fact that it was a contest was just a way of sharing the event with others.

I simply don't do intoxicants. I've never tried them, beyont cough whiskey (nyquil), and I don't know what they do for fun. The solid week was crititcal for forgetting that this all would end.

Re: Flying rockets, singing, and making stuff.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

I wish you had NARAM every month, Peter. Sounds great.