Melodramatic

... sigh. Fuck.

Middleman

I'm back from a long day at work and a friend and I were having a strage introspective conversation for some reason. I whined about my favorite whine - there is no purpose (spoon?). To which my friend responded thus: "Well you know your life has always been the life of a middeling path, you were successful, but never the best and at the same time never the worst, therefore you have never experienced either extreme to define the very meaning of euphoria". This surprising (at least to me) insight into my life was well... surprising... Fuck! I gotta shave my head and wreck a history museum. I am the all singing... yada yada yada...

Break the code... Not really

The new Sony Vaio Z commercial being aired here struck me as rather ironic. The ad shows a man working on an ultra small laptop and forced to use a magnifying glass to use it. Then comes a girl with a huge laptop she's having difficulty carrying. The shot pans out and we see all the actors being turned into ceramic dolls denoting the sameness of all the laptops (all of these have something that's inconvenient). Now in walks the Sony Vaio guy. He's super cool, he's wearing hep clothes and is walking as all cool people do. And bam all the bad laptops turn into Sony Vaio Z's and the people come back to life.

Now comes the ironic part, throughout the ad the following song is being played:

I'm not you and you're not me,

But I look around and all I see is me, (ceramic transformation done)

Change the code, break the code,

Take the new road (Sony Vaio saves the day!)

Followed by the new Sony tagline - Like no other...

How are people breaking codes if they use the same laptops?

Phbbt!

Free Willy... uh huh huh huh huh

This was mine...

Comic art concept lifted off flyyoufools. Go check it out!

Monkeydoodle #1

There is no spoon...

Hm

Observation: Two of my friend's blogs that were lying dead for the past few months have been mysteriously posted upon. Coincidence?

Out of the bluh

Scientific ideas come from broken homes. They have either fathers* or mothers. Very few have mommies and daddies. That's why they end up making such a mess of things**.

*Case in point, Alan Turing is the father of modern computing. Where's the mother, bitches?

**Further case in point, as of right now, millions of 'modern computers' are hooked on to a hive brain that will drain all our individuality and we will be reduced to pointless husks looking for a punchline. This was my attempt.