Monday, October 25, 2010

Poo Log

i once had a friend named shelby, one of the few people who internet stalking, unfortunately for me since she was rad, does not turn up. she liked to play 'what if some crazy shit' quite a lot.  and she was good at it.  two of the ones that have always stuck with me follow.  only the second has to do with bathrooms.  don't get confused! (feel free to answer in the comments though, if you wish.)

what if...
  • 1.  ...you come home and your roommate is having sex, and you can hear them.  they don't know you're home.  then you realize that their sex partner is calling them by your name, and they are calling their sex partner by your love interest's name. they are roleplaying YOU.

    how would you feel?  what would you do?

  • 2. ...your roommate is away, and you need a pencil or some other innocuous thing that you think you might be able to find in their desk without being intrusive.  what you find in their desk is a stack of notebooks, all titled [your name]'s Poops. they're logs of all of your trips to the bathroom: sounds you made, smells, whether you pooped, other details.  and the logs go back to when you first moved in together.

    what, if anything, would you do?

which brings me to the Poo Log (double entendre, i'm assuming, intended).

poo log.  a record keeper.

when you're psyched on your poo, you call your journal 'baby'
available from Herbivore, the Poo Log is more than just a journal with toilets on the cover.  it actually helps you keep track of your poops by providing a ratings scale, dubbed the PQI (Poo Quality Index).

but lest you think you the Poo Log will constrain the creative interpretation of your poop, or try to fit your square poop through a round hole, see that the facing page provides a bit more free form area to fill out, including space for a sketch*.

put your name at the top, so you can share the Log and compare your logs..
the main problem i see with the Poo Log, for me, is simply that it seems like a kind of while-you-poo activity.  once i'm done, i'm kinda done.  but if you like to talk about your poops, and people plug their ears and yell 'tmi', or if your listeners are saddened that you don't remember the details and don't have any sketches, this journal might be just the thing for you!

*do not sketch with poo.  your pages will stick together.  and that's gross.  though some down on it's luck medical laboratory might be able to sell a few of these with some kind of poop sample pack and a postage paid envelope for hard core poop geeks to get real feedback.  synergy!

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