Cogs can think.

Sometimes, the internet is just AWESOME.

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Originally posted by stanrich:
“Blu-Ray???

A dead-end technology so why would Apple bother to offer it?

Figures M$ would be touting it.”

At some point in the future, Apple will offer built-in Blu-Ray drives. Of course, by that time the story will be that the dead-end technology has been resurrected and that Apple did the smart thing of abiding their time. And then a few years later, the Mac fan’s history will have been revisioned such that it was actually Apple entering the market that forced everybody else to pick up Blu-Ray support, and thus rescued Blu-Ray and turned it from a disaster into a great success.

And a bit further down:

Hmm, I think this insightful and engaging discussion is omitting a key point which out to be more adequately considered. Lisa is cute. I’ll believe anything she tells me.

Like, totally. My first thought was… Well, let’s just say that whenever I need to leave town (and thus drive past the school) I make sure it’s at either 12:00, 13:00, or 15:30. Do the math.

Last week, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I stopped watching last week’s Lost episode somewhere midway. It was so remote-snappingly bad.

I also know why I’ve had it up here with that overrated piece of junk: there’s absolutely no character development. Sure, there’s character building through the corny flashbacks, but have you ever noticed that the characters in Lost haven’t changed at all over the course of years of in-universe time? Even the group dynamics are exactly the same as during the onset of the series!

Please explain to me how people can go through hell like they have, all the weirdness and hardships and death they’ve experienced - and they’re still exactly the same? They haven’t learned anything? They still all respond to one another in exactly the same predictable way? I haven’t been surprised by any turn of events or any line said by anyone in like 20 episodes. Everything’s so utterly predictable.

In addition, they’re dragging everything on and on and on; the story should’ve been told in four seasons, tops - at least then it’d have decent pacing.

Add to that the cheesy “just-in-time” time travel plot device, and you’ve got yourself a show that started out rather promising, but has since degraded into mediocre bite-sized Hollywood soap opera Americanised flatness.

I didn’t even bother to finish last week’s episode, and didn’t download this week’s. They lost a viewer.

Even though I’m a royalist through and through, that doesn’t mean I don’t see the ridiculousness of it all. Never has that ridiculousness been put into words better than in “The Crowning”, from the brand new A Camp album, “Colonia”.

Coincidentally, this applies just as much to republics, of course. And fits in nice with Obama’s inauguration.

Brighten the corners and clear out the room
Colour the flowers in rose and maroon
Light up the fires and season the swine
We’re gonna party like it’s 1699

Slaughter the rabbits,
the doves and the boars
And lay all the tables and open the doors
The crème-de-la-crème will be waiting
on one guest of honour

Oh, up go the curtains
And down go the virgins
Oh, no, mothers are crying
Ladies of virtue will stand to accuse you of heartbreak and theft

Bells are gonna ring
Birds are gonna sing
Let the people begin
The crowning of your big head

Young drunken girls in a hideous dance
Sing a heartfelt lament
of the death of romance
Beautiful boys turn and offer their cheeks
Preening and prancing,
the outcome looks bleak

Good times are rolling
but outside these walls
Our houses will crumble, the city will fall
But a few broken pawns don’t mean nothing
to our guest of honour

So let’s raise our glasses
to murderous asses like you
May you sleep soundly
Once we have laughter,
you got what you’re after
Oh, you wear it well

Bells are gonna ring
Birds are gonna sing
Let the people begin

Hear how their hearts are pounding
We’re all witnessing the crowning
Of your big bleeding head

Bells are gonna ring
Birds are gonna sing
Let the people begin

Hear how their hearts are pounding
Your rise - nothing but astounding
We’re all witnessing the crowning
Of your useless, ruthless head

Awesome, just awesome.

Public service announcement: I’m no longer available on the AIM/iChat network. The amount of spam IM messages is getting ridiculous; about 25 every day. I advise everyone else to do the same, and move to proper IM networks like Google Talk or MSN Messenger.

That is all.

To all the Mono whiners:

THE WORLD DOESN’T CARE.

That is all.

A Google Street View car just drove through my tiny little street a few times. It’s funny, because my home town is a small insignificant blip on the map, out in the middle of nowhere. I stood right in front of the window, so maybe my coffee-energised face will appear on Google Maps.

This is all just part of Google’s masterplan to take over the world. I compete with them.