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Sunday, November 25, 2007

Updated complaint

So just after I posted my previous blog about AAPL and GOOG not working together, the chat started working in gmail. That's nice, but the name of the page gets stuck on the person who most recently chatted me: "Hana says..."

I'm not one to complain about bugs. They'll fix it soon. But did you ever notice that macs just can't handle youtube? And now that youtube is part of Google, I can blame one of the two combatants. Boooo!

Friday, November 23, 2007


Is also known as iTAPEN. Or iTAP-English. Now I bought myself a RAZR with full knowledge of motorola's shitty cell-phone operating system, but what really bothers me about the phone is the iTAP.

Who decided that no curses would ever be programmed into these phones?? It's horrible! Sure I wanted to type ducking, why not? One tiny piece of shitty American anti-adult culture.

It seems that the iTAP does learn, however, from painstakingly entered fucks. But I just can't seem to rely on it.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Apple v. Google

I think Google and Apple have declared war on each other, and nobody seems to have noticed. It took Apple (or was it Google?) up until Safari 3 came out for many of gmail's decent functions to appear (like rich text formatting). Still no chat. Google has no desire to appease Apple; Apple has no desire to submit to Google.

It goes beyond that. What about Google Maps? Nothing gets my macbook's fan fired up more than this page. Google Docs? Spreadsheets are dead. Google Finance? The wheel doesn't work. It's been like this for years.

I could go on but you see the point. I suggest these two makes friends and soon. Honestly, if it comes down to it, Google will win. I like Apple a lot, especially their stock, but Google has become essential in a way they haven't.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Picture Time

Has anybody else noticed how much Mahmoud Ahmadinejad looks like Steve Carrel?

Maybe it's just me.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Metaphor alert!

I propose to anthropomorphize the automobile. Consider its function: to go. Are there any others? We might say that another function is to park, but once this happens the car loses its primary function, sort of like a virus without a host. So cars go, and go, and go. And there are millions of them, everywhere, like locusts. It's an invasion.

We've introduced this plague into our system ourselves. We rolled out the asphalt carpet. Whenever a new road bores through our system, it erodes. All this going everywhere, going, leaving, spilling out into people, hungrily going and devouring anything in its way. Its function cannot deal with something in its way: it must go. Every bump must be eliminated. Anything which prevents unobstructed 60 mph transport of these creatures must be destroyed. All beauty is reduced to fulfilling this function: to go. The ultimate system fulfilling its own prophecy: to go.

Saturday, April 07, 2007


It strikes me that I may be alone, or at least quite rare, in my fond obsession with the girls I've known. Not to be too deep about it, but I recall vividly every single girl, all the way back through high school. I can remember faces, scents, religions, and names. I can remember instances and situations. But most of all I remember movements. I remember looks, skittishness, hugs and kisses. She way she picks things up and puts them back down.

No, I'm not alone here, but this is a big part of my life. While I've attempted to compile personal histories through other milestones, none leave more of a mark than which girl was where, when.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Pomo definition

I'd like to enter a plea of non placet for my definition of postmodern: when a phenomenon's meta completely consumes it. Art imitating itself; the postmodern simulacrum. Is semiotics language or is language semiotics? Art totally penetrating reality.

These are all the same thing, and are my working definition of the postmodern. But by sheer etymology, why should this be right? Rather, I'd call these phenomena hyperreality. This word works perfectly well, because it's not technical, like meta-reality, nor loaded like postmodern.

I can't exactly make out the road ahead, but I think the postmodern will be the human reaction to hyperreality, accompanied by Hegelian discourse on what constitutes reality, just to be safe.

Now I seriously can't foresee the philosophy of postmodernism. But I know it must be a collection of perspectives which may or may not entail a moral dictum, a change in the style of speech, or a newfound rejection of modernist art.