Do you talk out loud to inanimate objects?

Yes. When I fix stuff I like to sing. Then something goes wrong. I replace the lyrics with cursing like crazy at whatever I am fixing. Then I curse my way through the problem. When things are normal again, then sing again like nothing happened. Wife and kids have recorded me doing this and showed friends and family. Assholes.
 
All the time. Inherited from my dad, but he would literally scream at stuff.

I'm more like "Come on, would you just fucking work already?" instead of the full on rage screaming he would do and make audible to all the neighbors.
 
Always have, never heard any responses back.​
Osculater said:
I like to anthropomorphize inanimate objects as well
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Oh hell yeah! First put a sexy wig on the vacuum cleaner & light candles to set the mood.
kimocomplex said:
I occasionally will, for example: come on baby, you can make it
(Me hoping my truck doesn't break down)
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Definitely helps, and even more when doing repairs.
fungi said:
Yes, I do occasionally.
When I stab my toe or knee or elbow on something, that "inanimate" object receives its share of my verbiage...
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Yes, and sometimes very loudly.
 
nonoob said:
Always have, never heard any responses back.​

Oh hell yeah! First put a sexy wig on the vacuum cleaner & light candles to set the mood.

Definitely helps, and even more when doing repairs.

Yes, and sometimes very loudly.
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I like to enjoy a couple of bottles of wine before the coitus
 
I was just thinking some billionaire should fund research into communicating with animals like the ones who have lifespans that greatly exceed humans and get some animal wisdom and history.
 
first and foremost thanks to everyone who has answered so far. @Tone C because I like trains and @nonoob and @khukurikoo particularly for making me laugh and for giving me a weird new rabbit habit respectively.

I probably shouldn't have watered down the OP with the car example. I think we all curse the thing we stubbed our toe on our beg our car not to strand us. Superstiousness runs deep in my people.

There is something different in this relationship with the house. i feel like I owe it to the house for it to understand that it has been great to me and my family and I'm not leaving it because I don't love it, I'm leaving it because I don't love the town and because my family has different and new needs that the house can't provide.

And that it has given me years of shelter and protection and comfort. i feel like the house has helped raise my kid and keep him safe. I feel like every meal we've cooked in it, or time someone stayed over or party we had is still somehow soaked into the walls and that if I run my hand over them I can re-connect to some of that joy and fellowship and that I will lose that when I leave her.

I feel like years of memories and emotions from us have infused it. Like it contains a bit of me and will after I leave it. Strangely I want the house to be ok with me leaving, like a parent seeing their kid off to college, sad that they are going but knowing they need to for their own sake.

And I REALLLLLLLLY want the new people to treat her well, to respect her yet make her better for themselves so that they can pour more good will and love into this place and the good karma will continue to build up within her.

Yeah I'm probably totally fucking weird on this, but I have a really spotty memory, so being in a place or seeing a place like the house I grew up in, (not this house) really helps me re-connect and brings back things I can't recall if I don't have the visual cues or proximity to the location.

This is why I've been visiting my friend's grave for 25 years straight and will continue to as long as I can, because seeing his name and those dates and being there brings him back in ways I can't do with the few photos and grainy videos of us getting our asses kicked on the rec basketball court.


Weird right or can you relate?
 
toasty said:
first and foremost thanks to everyone who has answered so far. @Tone C because I like trains and @nonoob and @khukurikoo particularly for making me laugh and for giving me a weird new rabbit habit respectively.

I probably shouldn't have watered down the OP with the car example. I think we all curse the thing we stubbed our toe on our beg our car not to strand us. Superstiousness runs deep in my people.

There is something different in this relationship with the house. i feel like I owe it to the house for it to understand that it has been great to me and my family and I'm not leaving it because I don't love it, I'm leaving it because I don't love the town and because my family has different and new needs that the house can't provide.

And that it has given me years of shelter and protection and comfort. i feel like the house has helped raise my kid and keep him safe. I feel like every meal we've cooked in it, or time someone stayed over or party we had is still somehow soaked into the walls and that if I run my hand over them I can re-connect to some of that joy and fellowship and that I will lose that when I leave her.

I feel like years of memories and emotions from us have infused it. Like it contains a bit of me and will after I leave it. Strangely I want the house to be ok with me leaving, like a parent seeing their kid off to college, sad that they are going but knowing they need to for their own sake.

And I REALLLLLLLLY want the new people to treat her well, to respect her yet make her better for themselves so that they can pour more good will and love into this place and the good karma will continue to build up within her.

Yeah I'm probably totally fucking weird on this, but I have a really spotty memory, so being in a place or seeing a place like the house I grew up in, (not this house) really helps me re-connect and brings back things I can't recall if I don't have the visual cues or proximity to the location.

This is why I've been visiting my friend's grave for 25 years straight and will continue to as long as I can, because seeing his name and those dates and being there brings him back in ways I can't do with the few photos and grainy videos of us getting our asses kicked on the rec basketball court.


Weird right or can you relate?
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I'm a homeowner and usually when I leave my house I double tap one of the walls with my fist and tell my house I'll be back later. Sometimes I tell that I love it or thank it. I'm with you man, it's given me shelter from the heat, cold and thus far I have been bitten by zero bears or wolves most likely due to the shelter the house has given me!

I also do it out of respect for Universal consciousness. Life is good.
 
toasty said:
I probably shouldn't have watered down the OP with the car example. I think we all curse the thing we stubbed our toe on our beg our car not to strand us. Superstiousness runs deep in my people.

There is something different in this relationship with the house. i feel like I owe it to the house for it to understand that it has been great to me and my family and I'm not leaving it because I don't love it, I'm leaving it because I don't love the town and because my family has different and new needs that the house can't provide.

And that it has given me years of shelter and protection and comfort. i feel like the house has helped raise my kid and keep him safe. I feel like every meal we've cooked in it, or time someone stayed over or party we had is still somehow soaked into the walls and that if I run my hand over them I can re-connect to some of that joy and fellowship and that I will lose that when I leave her.

I feel like years of memories and emotions from us have infused it. Like it contains a bit of me and will after I leave it. Strangely I want the house to be ok with me leaving, like a parent seeing their kid off to college, sad that they are going but knowing they need to for their own sake.

And I REALLLLLLLLY want the new people to treat her well, to respect her yet make her better for themselves so that they can pour more good will and love into this place and the good karma will continue to build up within her.

Yeah I'm probably totally fucking weird on this, but I have a really spotty memory, so being in a place or seeing a place like the house I grew up in, (not this house) really helps me re-connect and brings back things I can't recall if I don't have the visual cues or proximity to the location.

This is why I've been visiting my friend's grave for 25 years straight and will continue to as long as I can, because seeing his name and those dates and being there brings him back in ways I can't do with the few photos and grainy videos of us getting our asses kicked on the rec basketball court.


Weird right or can you relate?
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I can relate. It shows you are appreciative for what it has provided for you and your family. You understand the concept of a home. You wish for others to have these experiences as well and build upon what you have established when you move on.

RIP to your friend. Hope he's in a better place. The monster movies, costumes, and spooky stuff is fun, but also a good tradition to honor and remember your dead loved ones this time of the year.
 
Get To Da Choppa said:
I talk out aloud to my phone because that bitch Siri is dumb
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I always curse at automated phone answering services, as I find it is usually the fastest way to get a human on the line.


Yesterday I called an office:



"How may I direct your call?

Fuck your mother in the face.

I'm sorry you feel that way, hang on."


... And then a human answered.
 
khukurikoo said:
I can relate. It shows you are appreciative for what it has provided for you and your family. You understand the concept of a home. You wish for others to have these experiences as well and build upon what you have established when you move on.

RIP to your friend. Hope he's in a better place. The monster movies, costumes, and spooky stuff is fun, but also a good tradition to honor and remember your dead loved ones this time of the year.
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Hey Everybody meet my new favorite white belt @khukurikoo

Now we all know the tragic fate the befell my last few favorite white belts, but I'm sure this time will be different.

@khukurikoo if anybody fucks with you here, you tell them you are part of the rabid rabbit gang and if they don't back off I will unleash furry fury upon their tails.

Cheers,
 
toasty said:
Hey Everybody meet my new favorite white belt @khukurikoo

Now we all know the tragic fate the befell my last few favorite white belts, but I'm sure this time will be different.

@khukurikoo if anybody fucks with you here, you tell them you are part of the rabid rabbit gang and if they don't back off I will unleash furry fury upon their tails.

Cheers,
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Knock on wood, toasty.
You jinxy son of a gun!

P.s. yeah, he looks like a decent addition to the dogg.
 
My mirror. I look in it and say "Did you really drink that much" or "WTF were you thinking!"
 
Not only do I talk to objects, I give them little pun names. My vacuum is Herbert Hoover, my comb is Abraham Lincomb, my gun is Shooter McGavin...
 
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