Random things that make you emotional...
 

What are they?

Me...on tv when babies are born, that tense moment waiting for them to cry.

The end of Braveheart, where they gut Mel Gibson.. I'll start crying 10 minutes before that scene starts.

At the boys school assembly, I get teary when we all sing the Australian anthem.

Katy Perry's new song "the one that got away".. Anywhere, any time.

When someone wins a lot of money on a game show.

When a military unit goes by in a parade.

When I hear Landslide by Fleetwood Mac.

When I have a turtle head pooken oot

Let me answer for my wife ... any thing about horses, especially colts.

Certain television commercials, like that random acts of kindness chain one from that insurance company (okay so it's not an effective ad as far as remembering the product, but it's a nice series of images).

Amazing Grace. I tear up automatically. If it's on bagpipes, I sob. Too many Line of Duty Death funerals.

pulling out a nose hair

When I was a little girl (ok - so somewhere between 1964-74) there was a commercial where a lonely guy in a trench coat and a fedora was standing under a street light and the song, "The party's oooooooooover...." played.

I used to always cry for that poor, lonely guy. My sister would laugh at me.

I don't remember what it was for - it just always made me cry.

I remember that commercial. I think it was for Alka Seltzer or Pepto Bismol.

I remember crying at the part of A Girl Named Sooner when they were throwing rocks at the bird. I was in my room, watching my little black and white TV, but I hid in my closet because I was embarrassed.

In 7th grade a bunch of kids started throwing rocks at a bird in the field, an injured bird. I was telling them to stop and my 'new best friend' at the time said "no use crying over spilled bird."

Cruelty to animals will always make me cry.

And Sarah McLachlan and her damn SPCA commercial. I turn the channel.

Even as a tyke I was crying over hangovers.


And Infi? The first time I saw that Sarah MacLaughlin/ASPCA commerical I donated.

It totally worked.

I'm such a tool.

Sigh.

When I'm pmsing, pretty much anything can set me off to :sniff: How annoying is that. :rolleyes:

Old wartime songs are an instant choker for me. Particularly the ones from the soldier's perspective. And particularly the older ones.

"Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, and smile boys, smile."

That's it. That's all it needs. Floors me every time.

People driving 30 in a 45 when I'm in a hurry. Well it's an emotion...

Kleenex commercials. Anything too cutsy, and most of all, when my heart overflows with pride over something my kids have done.

We are so proud of you Monster, and we want you to know it.

When someone is either unexpectedly nice or unnecessarily cruel to a kid. Different responses, but emotional for sure.

Holy shit, now lookout's back too! WTF dwellars all coming home for the holidays!

Ducksnuts and Lookout in one thread!

Hiya guys!!

Well Monkey you will love this then.

Oh YAY. Got goosebumps. Too awesome. :)

And the Commander gave the command Eyes Right. Perfect.

What a class act, eh?

Brilliant!

I just showed it to my wife....she cried.

Oooh ... and that Budweiser commercial, with the Clydesdales coming across the bridge into NYC and looking at the skyline and bowing to the empty hole where the WTC used to be. Damn, I'm just thinking about it and I'm getting teary. Seriously.

Oh, hell. I watched it all the way through and I'm bawling.

That got me.

I can't find it on YouTube, but there was an advert for some kind of British meat (beef possibly?) that featured an old couple. No speech. It showed them sharing very simple pleasures - at the seasdide in the rain under a shelter, dancing a little and then they went home into a small house and she cooked a joint of meat.
When she served it they looked at eachother and he touched her hand as if to say, "This is all I've ever wanted, thank you."

I blubbed every time.

Adverts make me aware of products on the market, but I'm not sure many of them make me want to buy.
The good ones can move me though.

I can also get over-emotional at sports montages.

Below is the BBC montage for the Los Angeles Olympics.
This was "my" Olympics. We had a video recorder and could watch events later at a reasonable time.
I'm so happy for the (older) children in my school who will have "their" Olympics in their own timezone.
'scuse the quality. It was '84

At the end of "Dances With Wolves", when Wind In His Hair is atop the ridge yelling at the top of his lungs for you to see that he is Dances With Wolves' friend...for some reason that scene gets me everytime.

Also, I have yet to make it through Johnny Cash's version of Nine Inch Nails' "Hurt", by the second chorus I'm all leaky.

Two for two Grav.

The Mars Rovers.

Yeah, I know they're machines. But they're resilient, hardworking, brave little machines out exploring a dangerous new world, soldiering on way past their designed lifespan, until they slowly build up malfunctions and breakdowns until, one cold winter, they finally fail forever. :(

Sort of like Huey and Dewey in the movie, Silent Running.
...at least as emotional as for us old folk.

Reading Robert Munsch's I'll Love You Forever out loud to my girls. Even though they're all grown up (sorta) now.

Driving tonight in lots of rain. Stupidly scared after my accident.

It takes a little time but you'll get there. I spent way to much time watching tailgaters after getting rear-ended but now I'm back to spiking the brakes for fun. ;)

Danny Butterman: Hey, why can't we say "accident," again?
Nicholas Angel: Because "accident" implies there's nobody to blame.

Ok, I'm all better already. Kinda. beest did pick up and reported it was unbelieveably slippy for no apparent reason. i wasn't imagining shit...... (It's been raining all day, but it's 9C.... shouldn't be slippy, and there are strong cross winds reported, but it's dark, so you can't see that)

Watching little kiddiwinks perform their Christmas shows. They're not mine but Best Beloved teaches some of them music so we have to be at the shows. And the teeny-weeny ones are so cute :(

It gets better, but it does stay with you. I still expect some 19 year old lying loser punkass to be lurking around the corner, text partially composed on cell phone, waiting for the light to be red so he can run it and smash my brand new car to smithereens. Well, now he'd be smashing into my not brand new car. A split second sooner for me or later for him, he would have straight hit ME.

I haven't left the bitter barn yet, I'm going to play in the hay awhile.

Anyway, as to driving, I have a really bad sense of direction. I'm not talking about mild confusion, I'm talking about hardly any sense of it at all. Invariably, if I am going anywhere different, I'll get lost.

I got lost coming to work one day, when they'd closed my normal road. I could see work, the campus only covers about 4 city blocks for pete's sake, but I couldn't get where I needed to be. I called my boss and said I'd be at work when I found the college. One way streets make it ten times worse. I get so turned around I don't even know if I'm in town anymore. After about 20 minutes, the tears start welling. Because it's so damn frustrating. I'll pull over, try to check directions, they don't help or I follow for a while then get lost again. I got lost going to conference on Monday, in C-bus. Same thing: one way streets and crappy directions. I found the turn in for valet parking just before the tears started. Crisis averted.

Being lost and frustrated and crying does not a good driver make.

Yeah, I need a GPS, but it needs to be very calming and supportive: Oh, you took a wrong turn. That's OK. Don't worry. We'll get you there. BREATHE. This doesn't make you a bad person. No, it doesn't. OK...at the next intersection you need to go north. Um, I mean LEFT. You need to go LEFT. Left is the side you don't write with. Very good...you're doing fine. Umm, but, how are you doing on your anti-anxiety med supply?

GPS units can sometimes cause more problems than they solve. If you are trying to get to a location that's on an access road, or that has an entrance that's a block away from the actual street address, but you can't get to that entrance because you already passed it and the road is divided and there are ramps that will whisk you away to a completely different neighborhood if you try to turn around, it just gets all screwed up. Add to that ever increasing traffic so that there is always somebody in your way, and it's really frustrating some times.

The people following are the worst. They know where they're going, and are doing it at a hundred miles an hour. So I panic and of the two ways to go, I choose the wrong one. Every time.

Maybe a Scarecrow would be more helpful!

Getting home is much more important than getting to somewhere else.
Put a BIG bag of bread crumbs in your trunk.

Made the mistake of watching a video of pilau and I playing. Watching him bounce on and off the sofa and all eager to catch the toy just about broke my heart.

Yeah, but nobody pays me for going home. :rolleyes:

:comfort:

I had to change my background on my comp at home. Gaines was on it. I know I still have the picture and felt a little bad about changing it but I miss him so much it was rough looking at it so much. I might change it back though.

This is not the GPS you are looking for:

Llorando from the Club Silencio scene in Mulholland Drive, even though I can't understand the words.



Here's the story of the woman who sings it, Rebekah Del Rio.

Ah yes. Love that movie, love that scene.

Powerful. :sniff:

Random things that make you emotional
 

This.:sniff:

this song.

sure, its meant as a stupid joke, but can anyone think of a better representation or flagship for my generation?

hippies took sexual frustrations and brought us sexual freedom...
we took the flame wars and brought out the freedom to be an asshole.
for better or worst, that is our grand cultural impact so far.

Haaaaa..... :lol: love it.... Not my generation but.... I have third degree burns and stayed in a Holiday Inn last night.

Hang on...what? Third degree burns? Wtf ?

is that the random thing that makes you emotional?

I suppose it's cheaper than a hospital.

Poetry about pets well-remembered
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an old episode of everybody loves raymond (hey i don't have a lot of activities going on these days) where they went to rome...

made me miss a lot of the fantasies me and my xwife used to have about our future, we where going to help each other secure online jobs/clientel's so we can travel the world and get to live in relative wealth on canadian wages in 3rd world country prices...

my father owned a time share business and i got to expirience a lot of the world, while she never left canada or ontario for that matter, so it had a disney element there...

...gods inlove people can be so dumb.