The Websolace

First and foremost, like most “chick shows”, I watch it because there’s always one girl that brightens up every scene regardless of whether she’s a bimbo or the smart one, Katherine Heigl in this case.. that is.

This post isn’t about her though, I just feel like saying..

It’s such a dumb show, dumb, dumb, dumb. So I’m going to be bold and offend 90% of it’s “avid” viewers.. using one of my finer character assassination tools.. generalization!

Please grow up, you’re all stuck up in a phase of your life that all you can possibly talk and think about are relationships. YES, I know I’m awesome for seeing through you, but as much as I hate disapproving myself, it doesn’t take someone like me to tell you that a show that mentions the word “sex” way too much will attract viewers like YOU.

I understand why the show abstracts a lot of realism to focus on the general plot, but thing is, sometimes it has gone way insane. Check out this clip, it basically sums up how dim witted conversations can get. In fact, on the recent episode I’ve watched, Grey was talking to some guy nurse about relationships (told ya) when he suddenly interrupts her with a “I’m a guy” or something similar, but in that context, it was FUNNY and I just jaw dropped with “BUUUUUURRRN!”.

Maybe I don’t get this part, but the main character, Merideth seems.. naive-much. There are two shows in telivision that I know of that features women commenting. On one replay episode of Sex and the City I was able to watch (which I found boring, but maybe it’s just because I can’t relate to one damn thing), Sarah Jessica Parker’s character seems lightyears more mature than Merideth will ever be in a decade. To be precise on how idiotic her personal log can be, you could almost synonymize it to what a teenage girl might go through in HIGHSCHOOL if you remove the added “culture” the scriptwriters painstakingly wrote.

I’ve been going through the show’s IMDb forums as well, and with the help of generalization and some added coincidence .. everyone who has ever liked the show types like this: “i thnk this show rily is awesome, u can eacly relate to the cahraters!” and the opposition… well they type neatly *wink* and can spell out whole words at the most. Using my awesome tool again to scrutinize anyone who’s enjoyed the show, you may have IQ past 180, go to a better college than I do, or generally make a better point what those I’ve made.. but as long as you treat your keyboard as you would a keypad of a cellphone, I will disregard your intellectual prescence.

This is me SPAMMING the I WIN button in your face.

If I lack the feministic view in this post, I apologize, but I believe there is a thin line between respecting a woman as she would, and a highschool equivalent, even if she’s just a TV show character.

To be honest, I don’t know what most people regard me as! Not that I don’t stay the same person on different crowds, but if you really don’t know that I’m into technology, it’ll be a fat chance you won’t for a while. I give off this very neutral aura but deep inside I AM A GEEK, but I know a few cliques that would say otherwise, it just offends me that they don’t get my subtle awesomeness.

I have to do it some justice.

Like the rest of the 8.3 billion people on Earth RIGHT NOW, I have an iPod and a Motorola RAZR (whatever generation it might be, but to keep it real, the original V3!) which probably means I’m a regular. NO.

In heavily invested personal efforts, I always keep things new and stay unique, non-conformist if you will, but no, I’m not emo. Take guy #1, boasting that he can remotely use his computer using another, guy #2 with his PDA. That’s cool, but if you want to be awesome, don’t be in the list. Sorry, my computer broadcasts cable TV on the internet on a service that can be accessed on any 3G capable phone in the market, on demand.. oh yeah, it does remote access too.

These efforts don’t aim to make a public definition, I’ve already made it.

I’m not the tech-hippie that runs around in public that sleeps obliviously into a cyber trance, but that’s easily doable. A normal state would be the lesser evil, the weird cat lady of techdom; with or without provocation, I’ll fearlessly unleash the inner geek yet in the contemporary (WE’RE ALWAYS CONTEMPORARY) form of a neatly sealed package.

Hopefully, I’ve taken the lifestyle into the next level.

http://isamu.urithium.net/category/technology/

So after attending the recent Community Day 2007 hosted by PHIWUG, I was kinda motivated to start a serious techblog of my own, TheSpoke annoys me, and me thinks here is just fine.

For humble talk, I’m not really after an award or something *wink wink*, I mean at the moment, I don’t really specialize in anything that’s worth MVP’ish *wink wink* so I’ll see where I go from here.

The link above should list all my technology related posts. Wordpress is awesome isn’t it?!

In two SM malls (Southmall and Sucat or was that the Mall of Asia) I’ve visited, it wonders me why the administration allowed this.

Beer, while actually healthy is not something you’d want to bluntly sell beside driveable mechanical animals that immature little people, in this case, children get fun out of. It may not be as bad as a smoke stand, but the point remains that it’s most likely unthought of, or are they trying to push something here?

You have two malls with kiddie rides beside a beer stand, coincidentally in the middle of a foodcourt. Are they saying.. drink while your kid plays and maybe let them see you do it in the hopes of something like “dad drinks, I should too!”. Really awful.

It’s not really annoying to someone like me, as I don’t have kids or had a kid in the house for that long for me to really dig in to things I should be wary of when I’m with one.

In the end, the hippies lose to the corporate giants, again.

Productivity is overrated, life is too short; have fun, try to get yourself shot, and start living.

Don’t live to work.

Don’t live to study.

Do not live trying hard, but also don’t live having not, in the end we’re like gerbils who always miss the point, which is redundant.

Someday you’ll be ninety, or ninety-five, remember this post and smile a little.