Saturday, May 28, 2005

The Michigan Dude and Me

Well, the Michigan Dude came up to Kangar to spend his weekend here. I took this picture in the car, after we had some mee mamak.

Oh, I took this pic using the brand-spanking new Digital Ixus 40. Dad bought it for his job. So no hoots about anything, please.

Later will talk more about the new items.

Oh, too bad about pablo losing the net access, again. This time, it's not about getting fritz'd, but more of a "brother cuti, so got hijacked la" kinda case. Too bad.

Sleepless, again.

Can't sleep. Might as well update the blog. Nothing much on the top stories, so just as well post another old-skool photo that I found.

That was when we first moved in into this house. Again, I was 2 years old. Much has changed over the years, primarily the background (no more paddy/lalang fields, more houses), and then a new fence. :p

Any more stuff to talk about? No?

Y'see, that's the weakness that is me. Sigh.

Oh, this is getting stale, yes I know, but what the hell: Still wishing you happy 21st, Pablo. You know the right box to put the X in. And you should roast that stray dude.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Happy Birthday Pablo!

"I had one whole week to make a "happy birthday" wallpaper, and all I had was a creative bloc. :P" --Syaoran, this afternoon, after finishing this wallpaper.

Happy birthday, Cherane. Cheh, no words to to describe the fun, the happiness this angel from Sabah brings. All I can give is a heartwearming "Happy Birthday."

Monday, May 23, 2005

Furniture Shuffling

Too bad for Pablo's fritz'd net connection.

In the afternoon My bro and I, along with my dad went to his office to move some furniture from the office into the home. A few chairs, a few tables. The office was on the first floor, so navigating the stairs with a heavy table is a bit daunting.

Yeah, right. We had some help with the movers. We just carried down the drawers and the chairs.

My dad wanted to put some tables in the boys room to make it his office. He ain't gona work there for real, just taking advantage of the air-con in here. Besides, the room is a mix of sleeping quarters/gaming room with a dash of a mini-library and the local dump.

Local dump? As you might probably guessed, this is the boys room. If you think us boys are one tidy bunch, you're clearly alien.

So before moving the tables into the room, we had to clear all the dump. We had to vaccum the carpet.Throw any junk.

Oh, I wished I could summon the deity Thom Filicia of the Fab Five. I could need his insight. Alas, he was busy saving the world from ugly interior.

[DISCLAIMER: Just because I like watching Queer Eye, I am not gay. Only idiots think that watching a TV show about five gay people makes you gay. Go fuck yourself and continue watching Fear Factor, idiots. Eating crap will make you manly. If you want a good makeover without the OMFG! XTREME!!1!one, Try watching Queer Eye, and listen to their tips. At least I'm comfortable with my sexuality.]

Back to the story. So, after a time of junk-throwing, in comes the tables There ain't not much of a major furniture shuffle. Just added two tables in here, and shifted the manga/artbook rack near the door. The TV is still at the original location, so does the trusty ps2. (wow, what a disclaimer. I just read it.)

Oh, I got a reclining executive chair from the office. Oh yeah, comfy. Ooh, lookit th time...

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Postponed

Darn it, today's planned trip to go see Revenge of the Blith is ain't gonna happen. Transport errors. Heh. There's always tomorrow.

Lase, nevermind la if you can't go and watch it. What's the phrase? "sudah nasib badan." One bad thing from not being able to go and watch the movie today, is that That Sucky TV Station (which is not Angkasapuri nor Sri Pentas, no names will be given) is doing a media blitz of SW. And the blitz sucked. Not the content of the blitz, but the production sucked, and the presenters royally suck.

Yeah, I'm not pro-NTV7.

So what to do the rest of the day. Lepak at Emec's, probably go cycling, probably sleeping.

Yesterday I called my best friend (who, apparently, was a girl) and we just talked. We just talked. Actually, I just talked. I was so royally "out of it." I just talked and talked. And the freaking line's a mess. I couldn't hear anything from the other side. Makes me wanna throw the cellphone on the tarmac.

Yeah, yeah, it's not the phone's fault. It's the service provider's.

Footnote: half-assed job, wishful thinking, mereben, and lots of "i don't know"and "bosan."

In other news, I've been using iTunes as my MP3 player, in the process of replacing Winamp. Some things iTunes don't have that i like about winamp:

the ZXCVB play control on the keyboard. As opposed to ctrl-Left arrow? Meh.

Uh, actually, that's the only thing missing from iTunes. Visually, the iTunes is big, compared to winamp's sleek and streamline. But okay la, I can see the playlist clearly. Sound-wise, same jer. I'm not much of an audiophile, I prefer being able to listen to my songs than taking notes of the subtle nuances of a particular song. Yadda yadda yadda.

Ooh, roti canai?

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Revenge of the Blith

Had supper with Emec. "Sloppy" burgers. Heh. We talked for a while, until the weather looks bad. Got doused on the way home. The weather sucks lately.

Not much to discuss, except Star Wars, the recent state of gaming, and stuff.

Planning to go watch Star Wars: Revenge of the Blith this weekend. Not putting much hope in anything lately.

Guess it's a downer week for most of the people. I wished C would feel better than me. I wished people around me felling better than me.

And yes, Lase is crazy. Maybe because of the eye. Oh god, no, NOT THE EYE! The eye is watching! No lah. Hope you'll get better soon.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Metaphors

As I can't sleep, and my muscles are tightening up, and as my head hits the pillow, it seems that my mind is still cranking. It's spurning out lots of stuff, and some of them look good. As long as I can't sleep and there's good stuff, why waste it trying to sleep over it. To hell with it, I said a few moments ago. I got up from my pillow, switched on the moniotr and typed this blog entry.

The are two metaphors I'd like to discuss. First is the Power Rangers metaphor, second is the Hall metaphor.

Mind you that I don't specify anything here. Everything is open and label-less. There are no labels carrying the description. Labelling destroys the underlying meaning of an item. Yes, labelling makes it easier to recognise and relate. But it's all up to you.

Power Rangers, or in their native Japan's true name, Super Sentai shows, is about a group of youngsters, usually five of them, having super powers and protecting the earth or something-something. (i'm gonna use the term "power rangers" loosely here, to denote the team of five. Usually I use the term "Hero Lima," in my native tongue. But this is an english-based blog, but the fact that "hero lima" doesn't sound that good in here. Cheh.) I'm not gonna base this on a specific show, but this is more of a generalization of the group. Frankly, you have to have a basic knowledge of these shows.

Basically the five of them have different personalities. The Red Ranger is the leader-type. Strong, and can lead the team to victory. Usually he is the one to call the cannons to kill the monsters and the giant mecha to stomp the nearby town. Then there's the Blue Ranger. The quiet one, the geeky one. But don't count him out of the fight. He can fight like a warrior underneath that quiet interior. The Black Ranger is the anti-social type. He likes being alone rather than hanging with these color-coded losers. He's a bit of a hot-head, sometimes clashing with the Red Ranger. But in the end, as the spirit of teamwork goes, he always there to help his teammates. The Yellow Ranger is the jack-of-all-trades type. Can cook, can dance, can kick butt. Usually the voice of reason in the group. Lastly, there's the Pink Ranger. The ditz in the group. The clueless one. Sometimes one ask, why the hell is she in the team? Oh, but she is important. Aside from being a capable warrior, the Pink Ranger also provides a different view of a situation. And of course, to top it off, there's the teacher persona, guiding and teaching the rangers in their way of fighting and living.

This is just a gross representation of a team, from my psyche. The basic thing is the same, five people in a team, color-coded, saving the world. Whoever you describe is your own. This is my interpretation of a "Hero Lima" team.

So ask yourself, "which Ranger am I?"

Oh yeah, my first yawn, at 4.22am. Now I'm getting close to sleepy. Let me type off the next metaphor, The Hall.

The rules still apply. This is my own interpretation. Your interpretation may be different. That's okay. And no labels. Labels destroy the meaning blablabla.

You have a hall. No matter what hall it is. It might be the CLC for the MMU types, it might be the DSB for the UiTM types, or it could be some school hall type, or it could even be a great hall like a theater hall type. Whatever. No labels. And there's an event happening there. A theater play? A singing competition? A live telecast of Forum Perdana? Whatever. No labels.

So you have a hall and an event. There might be an audience. There might be chairs. There might be hawkers outside the hall. All of this is happening in and around the vicinity of the hall. The question is, where are you, and what's the reason you are there? Are you the audience, sitting in the middle of the people, anonymously cheering for the event up in the stage? Or are you up on the stage itself? The great thespian of the world in action? Or are you behind the scenes? Or are you the director? Are you the guy who shines the spotlight, sitting way up there at the balcony? Are you the reporter who's covering the event, or are you somewhere backstage, carrying the props? Are you totally immersed by the event and the hall itself, or are you ignoring everything that's happening in the hall and are outside, smoking a cheap one? You can be anybody listed or not. Whatever the role you feel like it, that is you. The one thing you cannot be is the owner of the hall. He sits way over there in his office, handling the affairs of his hall.

The interpretation is up to you.

Wah, a long one, this is. And I'm not even near sleepy. All i get are tired arms, an a mind that is still churning. Go figure.

off-the-keyboard meanderings

I'm feeling a bit tight right now. And it's way late. It feels like... I don't know. The muscles on the chest tighten. The arms are tight and yet getting weak.

I'm just gonna spew off anything that's on my mind right now. Maybe this is psychological. It's all in the mind, they say. I can't sleep. My black hole of a stomach is playing the keroncong. My chest feels tight, blabla. Get on to it.

First off: Lase, did you get the memo saying that you finally can put up my blog in your links? I clearly remember saying "yes, you can link my blog." It's okay if you forgot. So here it is, yes, you can link my blog.

I've been listening to anything piano lately. Or at least orchestral. Yes, that is my taste in music, but recently the playlist has been nothing but those, espcially nights like tonight. What's up with that? Maybe I'm gonna go off sounding angsty, but I stopped myself mid-angst. A waste of time, I said to myself.

Had a slight time-out from the chest-and-muscle tights by having a fun round of golf on the PS2. Maybe it is in my head. Once finished the game and back to the pc, the tights starts back.

Maybe I have to take a time-out from my own pc. Maybe it's enviromental. I haven't given my 'hog some serious lovin' lately. Go out and take is as much fresh air, maybe. But with the rainy outlook these days, my time out in the sun is clouded.

My best friend's back home already and I haven't got a plan to even go and crash at his place. Iusually do that every time he's home, yet I don't feel like it. I even lost my love for travelling. I need to re-kindle those lost loves.

Just had a reality check and realized that the school opens back on early July. only have a month and a half. I was missing a lot. I don't know what to do. Can I have a giant-sized SIGH here?

Dammit, the tightening returns. Better crash for now. Think of anything good the next day.

I'm worrying a lot of people by posting this.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Console wars redux

Today's a short one. The gamer inside me wants to blog so badly about this.

There's the annoucement of Playstation 3. Just a few days after Microsoft's announcement of Xbox360. I'm not having any joygasm. Heck, I'm not even smiling at any of this. All of this stinks.

Microsoft's new console is not something for me to be happy about. Added with the so-called PS3, I'm actually shaking my head. Even Nintendo's at the horizon with their Revolution. Like I said once before, "there's no bigger rolin' eye emoticon for me right now."

I'm not looking forward for new games. I'm not looking forward for new shiny games. I'm not looking for any of those shit. And i certainly hate new designs. As the image above attest, I hate the new control. What the above image doesn't really show, I also hate the new console designs. Be it Xbox360's, PS3's or that Revolution's. I guess it's all about "OMFG! Shiny body! Sexay!"

And the games. Oh god, the games. Not looking forward to those games too. Call me jaded, call me whatever. I just don't fall in love over any of the new stuff. Not yet.

I missed the old console wars. I missed the playstation-N64-DC war. I'm happy with the PS2-Xbox-GC war. I totally hate the new war.

Toldya this is a short one.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Rojak pack #3

It's been a while since I've blogged. Need to write some stuff that's happened to me since the last blog entry. I'll try to put up every big topic in my head.

The demam's almost gone now. Still have the nasty sore throat and the sniffles. I'm into hot drinks now, coffee mostly. Fuck "Cap Kapal Api", it's all about "Cap Keretapi" in my house. Starbucks, eat your heart out.

I got back my nerves (of steel?) and managed to invest some quality time in Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory. I tried to play the game during my demam, and all I got were shaken nerves. You need to have complete control of the game if you expect to get good results in the gameplay. Twitchy fingers need not apply.

'Been pondering about pablo's MUET question. Finally a good challenge for my cranium. I'll be typing out the essay some time soon. It's been a long time since I wrote a challenging essay. Missed my College Writing subject. Big Daddy D, wait for me!

No tagboard yet. pfffbbtt! Also, no bishies from me. I flatly refuse to look for bishies. I had to browse through a lot of non-related bishies "just to get the exact bishies", until it came to a point where I questioned my own sexual prefrerence and my sexuality. I had to stop right there and then. So, no bishies. Here, take back the nets and bags. I quit.

Good god, the throat's acting up. It's always the last to heal. I'm thankful for expectorants. Love the usual warning: "may cause drowsiness. Do not operate heavy machinery."

What else ah...? Oh, there's this revelations, truths, heartaches and scars. The pain will subside, the scar will be the reminder. It looks like I lost a big thing, but in reality, it's not lost. The bond gets stronger. Bonds of friendship.

As always, my theme song:

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it’s breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You’ll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That’s the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what’s the use of crying?
You’ll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

That’s the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what’s the use of crying?
You’ll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

Nat King Cole is my personal deity.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Demam

Forgot to tell yez all, I'm actually having a bout o'fever. It's been Day 3 already. I was supposed to blog about this yesterday, but my writing prowess left me during the fever pitch. Today's blog pun kira lucky, because I woke up early (thanks to the demam) and the first thing I could thought off was writing up a new entry.

It's not that bad, actually. I'm not coughing up a hellstorm. Nor am I shivering. What I do have is a runny nose, a weak body, an itchy throat, and no medicine.

Yup, I haven't been to the doc yet. Why? I'm stubborn, I guess. A single trip to the doc could save me the hassle of a weak self. Instead, I relied on second-hand meds from the family. I guess that's me. I popped some Merislon (a good selesema pill. Kero-chan can vouch for it) and some expectorant, but that's it. Yadda yadda, Panadol too.

Actually, right now (6.55am) the demam ain't that bad anymore than it was yesterday. I'm still coughing, I'm still covered in my blankie, but I feel better than I was yesterday (which was hell). I could continue my sleep right now, or just wander aimlessly around the house, finding meds lying around here and there. Heheh.

In fact, I think I'm gonna do that right now.

Oh, I need to rave and ramble about Sepet. I watched it yesterday in my feverish stupor. God damn I loved it.

Later.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Apologies and offerings

Listening to: Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson - Beauty and the Beast

I'm not in the mood for much blogging nowadays. But I have to put up something. More like an apology to two of my favorite dames. And I had to ask help from C, no less. Aih...

Lase, Pablo, I'm sorry I said that you people were annoying. I love you guys, really, I do. I love you guys making a mess of my place. What I said earlier was uncalled for, and I apologise for that. I hope that you guys stop boycotting me and come back and fill up the comment box. Heck, I'll even throw in a *gasp* tag-board. Aigh.

As a final note on the apology, I offer Lase and her sister (pablo, of course. They're practically unseparable by now) these offerings. With open arms and open heart, I apologise to you both. I hope you could find the heart to accept my apology.

For Lase:


For Pablo:


For both of 'em:


Okay, back to the blog. Uh...Any new stuff? Oh, if you guys haven't checked the comments box (probably because of the boycott), There's a new album up in http://photos.yahoo.com/dickmulder1. It's the Kota Kuala Muda Kenduri pics. I've had new pics since then, but I haven't got it yet, let alone upload it. When I do upload it, I'll give a shout out in the comment box. (...or the future tag-board..)

Got some interesting stuff happening. First off, the Michigan dude's back. For good. So I guess I can't call him Mich dude any more. He landed around Friday noon, he said. Good to have you back, dude. ;)

Incidentally, the return of the dude has something remotely related with today's meat of the blog. It seems that I've developed some kind of anti-happy mode. Frankly, I'm not happy about this. Well, let me lay down the low-down of this mode, for our dissection (yup, I'm hankering to know why I got this shit).

The MO goes like this: happy stuff happens; I'm supposed to be happy; anti-happy mode kicks in; my happiness is limited, or demolished. Why? The logic, he says, that when I get on top of the world, the only way left is down. And I crash down hard, he says.

I have to offer an apology to myself, because I'm gonna condemn this crappy mode of mine. Why the fuck do you want to limit your own fucking happiness? Something happy happens to you, you only have to do one logical thing: be happy. So why the fuck you want to "limit the happiness"? Dude, try to imagine: what if there's no happiness for you, like, ever? What if there's no C for you? What if there's no Mich dude? What if there's no Kangar? What if there's no Lase? What if there's no EMiNA? Do you like it? Do people around you like it? Look above; See that ayam golek and muffin? That's for Lase and Pablo. Do you think they will be happy if you go fuckin' brooding all the time? Will you look at C? Do you think she's okay with you not happy? Do you care for her so much, you'd rather be brooding? Do you think she'd like it?

To keep it simple, dude: don't use that anti-happy crap. That's bullshit, fresh. If there's something happy, you celebrate it. Not limit it. If the happiness warrants that you share it, then you share it Blog it up here for Lase, Pablo and Ibanez to share that happiness. There's also C, if you still remember her. Go to her and smile. Say that you're happy. Share with her. She'd appreciate it and she'll also be happy to know that you're happy. Got it? Good.

Now that's settled, let's leave him writhing in the corner and realize the error of his ways. Let's move on to greener pastures.

PS: I've been reading Preacher. That's where my "colorful" vocabulary gets their refresher course. As our resident comicbook aficionado would say, "at least it's not Hellblazer."

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Empty can makes the most sound

Listening to: Michael Buble - Home.

There will be a point during the holidays where I have absolutely nothing to talk about, and that'll leave the blog empty and getting the cobwebs. Need I mention how my cranium looks like? Just add more cobwebs, maybe some angker atmosphere. Spiders, you can't forget spiders.

Oh yeah, congrats to Lase because: 1) She starts her training or 2) her streamyx gone kaput for the whole weekend. Okay la, condolonces for the kaput. Gameplay shmameplay, you're a working girl now. Act like one :p.

Haven't touched any games yet. Uh, yeah.

Good god, it's so boring out here. Without you people making noise, it's just another desert town. But then again, when you people make noise, you all annoy me as hell.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

This ain't LiveJournal

Mood: akward.
Listening to: songs of my younger days.

I'm not gonna weh-weh right here. It's not the right f'n avenue. Instead, I'll just talk about something else. Consider this another rojak mix.

Oh yeah, if you look down on the blogs about TechTV, you'll notice that I consider Leo Laporte my personal tecnological deity. Now I have a reason to be happy again. I found out that he makes podcasts with Patrick Norton and Kevin Rose again. it's kinda like The Screen savers reunion, without using the TSS name. Just go to Leo's place and find podcast links.

Uh...what else ah.

Oh, things are getting akward. I wish things are back to normal. sigh. C, If you're reading this, I'm sorry.

Monday, May 02, 2005

12 hours

Yesterday, my homie and I attended a kenduri in Kedah. Sounds simple, eh? On the contrary, it was actually quite fun. Of course, my homie and I share the same passion, that is for travelling.

We left Kangar at around 9am in his CRV. We pit-stopped at a nasi kandar outlet halfway on the road to Alor Star. We reached Alor Star after 10. We then proceeded to Langgar, which is at the outskirts of Alor Star (and quite semi-rural, I might add) to pick up my homie's lady friend. They were college-mates in the early days and this wedding was their lecturer's wedding. After that off we went to Sg.Petani through the highway.

There we picked up another lady friend and college mate, and we also waited for two other of their college mates (boys, this time) who came by motorcycle, from USM in Penang. After they all reached the rendezvous point, we went to the Sg.Petani's lady friend's house for another pitstop. She hadn't changed to the proper kenduri attire yet. The house was at Laguna Merbok Township. I have to say that houses in Sg.Petani are very nice. Along with their pricetags too,

After that we are off to the location of the kenduri in Kota Kuala Muda. it was a 30-minute drive following the old trunk road. Along the way, we were greeted by green paddy fields that stretches as far as the eye can see. Very very beautiful. The whole place was picturesque and I even wanted to buy a piece of land here. The road leading to the kenduri house winds across the paddy fields. We even saw storks lounging in the fields.

If you'd remember the 26th December Tsunami, you'd remember that one of worst-hit places in Malaysia was in Kota Kuala Muda. We got a reality check as we saw damaged houses, torn-down brick walls, houses that are half-standing, cement staircases that was a marker of a house that once stood there. It was an eye-opener to see the wanton destruction of the tsunami with our very own eyes.

But that was more than four months ago. Now, life returns to this coastal village. It was all color and excitement at kenduri place. As usual, the fun and the noise and the smell that defines the kenduri atmosphere were all there. And of course, the food too. We greeted the groom's father (the groom was their lecturer, and this was the groom's house) and we were ushered into the house. Usually, a guest was supposed to eat at the canopy in front of the house, but as the tables at the canopy were full, we were lead to the back of the house. Apparently, this was the best seat in the house. The veranda was facing the sea, and we got the sea breeze head on. And we also guessed that the veranda was rebuilt, judging from the fresh paint and new window sills.

We were a bit unlucky that the bride and groom were a bit late. So we just sat at the veranda and ate kenduri food. My homie and I noted that this was the first time in a long time that we had real authentic kenduri food. As far as we could remember, Kenduris in Kangar usually mean catering service. Catering service is easier in terms of manpower, costs, and cleanup. But real kenduri food means foods cooked by the neighbors in big kawahs. The real meat of kenduri food is not the food at all, but the spirit of camaraderie between the people.

So there we were, sitting on the floor, waiting for the bride and goorm to arrive. There was this makcik sitting there too. All of us engaged in conversation with the makcik. Apparently, the makcik was a tsunami survivor. Her house was just a stone's throw away form the kenduri house. She said her house suffered only minor damage, a broken door and broken windows. She said on the day it happened, there was also a kenduri happening. If you see the footage of cars stacking in Kota Kuala Muda, that was the kenduri patron's cars. She said black sludge covered the area. She said the waves come in three times. She said the waves were really as tall as the coconut trees.

It was interesting to listen to a first-hand experience from the makcik. I could only imagine the damage the waves did to the place, judging from the rubble.

After a while, the bride and groom finally came. Chaos ensued. All fun.

After we said our goodbyes, we spend some time at the beach to take some photos. After that, it's off to Merdeka Beach. We haven't been to the beach in a long time (as for me, I've never been there before). We spent some time taking up the breeze. After that, we went back to Sg.Petani to drop off one of the girls. Then we head back to Alor Star, but this time we took the old trunk road. It's been a long time since I've been on this road, so it was kinda fun. The traffic sucks, though. We got stuck once or twice because of accidents and such. But it was beautiful scenery along the way. Green paddy fields, and Gunung Jerai looming right beside me.

We dropped off the last girl at her home just as sky is turning black. Then we headed out of Alor Star. Finally we stopped at the nasi kandar place we stopped earlier in the morning for dinner. we drove back home and arrived at kangar at around 9pm.

Exactly 12 hours.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

"What is this crap on my TV?" (part 3)

One thing G4 didn't took into consideration is viewer loyalty. TechTV viewers are a bunch of techheads (yours truly included) but they had to replace highly rated shows with crappy ones. The loyal fans are understandably outraged. They also walk away from the channel. Viewership goes down. Guess where G4 is now? Square One.

The question remains, why the hell should G4 buy another channel? Of course, the real reason was for them to buy the audience of the original channel. I wonder what was their reasoning.. Tech fans equals games fans? Yeah! Let's buy off TechTV! You have to remember, TechTV only had one games show, xPlay. The rest are tech stuff, geek stuff. Oh, also, tech stuff doesn't mean the tech virgin can't watch the channel. They can learn from it. Call For Help is a vey informative show, and can teach a thing or two.

Which brings me to a new viewpoint: that TechTV is good because it's a learning channel. G4 has nothing on the learning bit. Name one show G4 has that can teach the viewers. Icons? History of gaming. That's all there is to it. The Screen Savers has better stuff. Call For Help is great. Heck, there's also Spy Game and all other informative shows. That's the keyword: informative.

Here's what G4 should do. They should improve their shows. Improve their presenters. Improve their content. A small step can mean increased viewership. They should look into themselves first, instead of armwrestling another channel.

With the demise of a good technology channel, the world faces a dearth of a technology-centric tv show. Of course TV stations nowadays are struggling to create more tech-savvy shows for viewers, but what channel has its focus entirely on technology? What channel daring to do that? TechTV.

THE END.

Hell, this sounds more like an eulogy in the obituary than an angker story. Sorry for being a bit biased. For the record, I love TechTV so much, and I guess I let out my feelings in here. The channel has taught me so much.

I still remember the days I spent longing in MMU's student hall watching TechTV at uncommon times, because the people who watch the TV over there are sports fans. The memories of those times are precious to me. Those memories are a part of my MMU memory.

I'm sorry for making the blog entry into a walk down memory lane. It was supposed to be an angker story and an info-blog for Pablo.

@Ibanez: Of course TechTV is not l33t enough. Of course they don't show tech-heavy stuff on the channel. TechTV's main objective is to close the gap of the digital divide, and they've done a helluva job. L33t people are already on the other side of the digital divide. It's the people on the far side of the divide that's important. And it's important to close the gap. And TechTV did just that.

i've crapped so much, you guys are probably already dead out of boredom. I'll leave you guys now.

"What is this crap on my TV?" (part 2)

G4 is a channel that is all about gaming. 'Nuff said. Oh, suffice to say, the channel sucks. Although the content caters to the gaming community, the show itself sucks. Especially the presenters.

And then came the decision to by TechTV. With the buyout, the TechTV staff are forced to move to Los Angeles from their TechTV studios in San Francisco.

Slowly but surely, the TechTV lineup was replaced by G4's. The worst goodbye for me was that they killed Call For Help. As time passes, so does other shows. The only reason xPlay stuck for so long was because it was a gaming show.

If we compare ratings between TechTV and G4, the former has better ratings as the channel caters to technology buffs. Although the channel doesn't showcase hardcore technology, but at least it opens the eyes of the public of the impact of technology in everyday life and getting people to get comfortable with technology.

The two best shows on TechTV was Call For Help and The Screen Savers. Call Help was a show where they take in calls from people around America and try to help them in their Pc-related problems and questions. It was a very fun show show to watch and it is really helpful. The Screen Savers is like a magazine show which showcases tech news, gadgets, and stuff.

These two shows has one personality in common: Leo Laporte He is my personal technological deity. At the time of G4's buyout, he already decided to get out of TechTV. He now works in other radio and TV shows. Other personalities include Patrick Norton, Kevin Rose and of course, Adam Sessler and Morgan Webb.

Methinks G4 bought TechTV becaue they have the money and lacks the audience. Their show sucks, so does their presenters. TechTV has the audience as it caters to the tech community. As for G4...Err, yeah. So how to gain audience easily? Buy out a successful yet fledgling TV station, that's how. So in comes G4TechTV. A channel for tech, games and more games?

So there they were, G4TechTV. The Screen Savers alongside crappy shows. Struggle they did. Personalities walked away from crappy contracts. As for G4, they slowly fade the TechTV shows and replaced with their own shows. And Yes, xPlay is still there. Tech is slowly fading, games are in. Audience still tunes in. Or do they?

TO BE CONTINUED...