Growing up, I never had a record collection. Mostly, because I was/am a bit of a tightwad compounded by the fact that I'm nearly always broke. And so, I had to make do with listening to my brothers' music. That wasn't so bad. My brothers have good taste, which roughly translates to no Michael Jackson, no Madonna, no Lady Gaga.
But now, left on my own, I find myself scouring Youtube for downloadables intended for my phone. I'm only now discovering my music -- minus the sibling influence.
Right now, I have Matchbox 20's "Unwell" and "Push". Of course, there is Alanis Morisette's "You ought to know". I'm planning to download more from Alanis' Jagged Little Pill album later. I miss her, the crazy little bat from hell version at least.
As for Green Day, I have the classic "Time of your life", and of course, "Basket case". No, I'm not feeling "Wake me up when September ends" which I think stinks of sell-out.
These are songs I've never heard my brothers play. It is all mine.
Of course, when I do find more time, I do plan to download some from Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, and maybe a little Nirvana -- all sibling influenced.
I was doing this most of the day yesterday, which the significant female in my life found amusing. And because I had let her hog the stereo all this time, it is only now that she too is discovering my taste in music. Her new favorite now is Alanis' "You ought to know". If not for yesterday's activities, the significant female would otherwise be too young to have known Alanis. Thank you Youtube.
First she was attracted by Alanis' vocals. Particularly that part where Alanis gargles the word "you" in the chorus. Then I explained to her what the song is all about. Well, that did it. Last night, she was singing along, trying to memorize the lyrics.
And that, my friends, is how I know -- she is the one.
It is roughly two weeks now since I bought my first Android phone, a Samsung Galaxy Mini. It is a leap from my previous phone, a Nokia model that can be resold now for less than 500 pesos I believe (any takers?).
So, the Galaxy Mini is the cheapest, most basic Android phone from Samsung. You get one camera, a 3" touch screen, practically no internal phone memory though 2 gigs are available with the micro SD card sold with the phone. The casing is a little slippery so it is advisable to fit it with a jelly casing. I also bought the scratch-proof screen protector, a new pouch, and a 16 gig micro SD. All in all, I spent roughly 9K pesos for it.
Of course, this being my first internet phone, I had to spend more than a day figuring out how to stop losing my load. Yeah, took me that long to figure out how to stop my phone from connecting to the internet -- you have to, or you will be charged 20 pesos per hour by Smart.
I've installed free apps from the market, which I love (yes, angry ang bird ko!). I am now able to access my gmail from just about anywhere. Yahoo mails are a little backward, because they are asking you to register a new mobile mail account with them. So what happens to my old mail account, Yahoo? I might just have to abandon them since they are slowly becoming too edsamail-ish.
The camera has acceptable resolution. But since you only have one at the back of the phone, it is quite a challenge to take photos of yourself. To further complicate things, the touchscreen button doesn't help when you have the phone facing the other way. And yeah, the Mini has no flash.
Battery will last less than 6 hours if you are using it as a mobile internet device. Otherwise, I am told it will last more than a week if you use it only as a phone.
The 3" screen is a little too small to fit column spaces in newspapers (like the inquirer.net). The frontpage is ok. But reading the full story is a little struggle, to read from left to right, you have to keep pushing the screen all the time. This reminds me, I need to get this blog available in mobile format. I'm sure Google/blogger has the solution for it. Android is Google after all.
All in all, I am happy with the purchase. It takes some getting used to, but now, I can't imagine going back to my old jurassic phone.
The editorial of today's Inquirer admonishes PNoy for not visiting the flood stricken areas sooner. Think symbols it said. A photo-op of a president physically handing out a bag of relief goods might have done the trick. In other words, the Inquirer editorial wants more of the same old showbiz style politics that has been the downfall of our country.
What gives Inquirer? Don't you all get it? This is a president unburdened by the need to perpetuate his hold on to power beyond what the constitution mandates. When his term is over, PNoy will go. And yes, like he said, he will be missed.
A welcome relief, finally, a president who is no longer campaigning.
The AFP, DSWD and other agencies tasked to help the typhoon victims had already pre-positioned their assets even before Quiel hit. And right in the thick of it, the president was seen on tv coordinating with the heads of these agencies on how best to serve the needs of the typhoon victims. Oh but the Inquirer missed all that. Because PNoy did not go to Bulacan and distribute the one photo-op bag of relief goods himself.
Yes, think symbols, Inquirer. You are right on that one point. But as far as symbols go, do not miss the symbols that you do not see. Let me give you a hint, when was the last time you saw a TV ad, paid for by PAGCOR, praising the president for his/her good works? Therein lies the big difference.
Before the year ends, I'm planning to buy me an android phone. For anyone who knows me, this is quite a leap. Consider this, my current phone is a Nokia model that costs less than 1,000 pesos. I would have stuck it out with my previous even more basic phone (that worked just fine) if not for the JAVA applications required to access my bank account. So yeah, my phone is basically the kind given to drivers and yayas.
It's not that I am a techno-phobe nor am I that guy who just refuses to go with current trends. It's not like that at all. It's just that I remember my first PC, a pentium 133 Mhz with 200 MB of hard disk space. I remember burning CDs with that when CDs cost 500 pesos a pop. How much do CDs cost nowadays? 10 pesos? And it is not even CDs anymore, they are DVDs.
So yeah, I am amazed by the 800 Mhz and gigabytes upon gigabytes of memory currently available on net-phones. And we all know that this is not the end. Next year's version would have even more. And more on top of that in the years to come. So when should I buy the next phone? This year when I know this year's phone is going to be next to obsolete before next year ends?
Hmmmm.... I know. I'm buying, before the year ends, last year's phone for half the price.
If no one else sees it, then let me be the one to say it, nothing should give us more hope than these two. Love is a very strange fish. If these two can find it in themselves to love one another in spite of it all, then maybe, just maybe, there is a chance for the rest of us. Life is not a Disney movie.
For the few of you who know me in real life, my dear kamag-anak inc., and friends from my Facebook account, please know that while I blog mostly about my life and my posts are made in the first person point of view, I do, from time to time, exercise literary license. Yes, I lie! Lol. No. Some of the stories depicted here are fiction. That I do not tell which is which, makes it a little more fun, doesn't it?
No animals were harmed in the production of this blog. Parental guidance is advised. And no approved therapeutic claims. Hindi ito gamot.
Mungo Conspiracy would like to thank:
Kuya Bing for all the support without which I would not have been able to start this blog. My baby sister Charo, who has always been my number one fan. Gie for twisting Kuya Bing's arms to lend me support. Rocky for being the first follower. Chris for the free ad space on MTC.
I would also like to mention Kuya Jong and Kuya Rolly, Rex, Kim, and all of my pumpkins, Dustin, Innah, Jonas, Danwell, Glea, Jiro, Ram, Yzab, Hannah, and Annika, who are my inspirations for many of my stories here.
And thanks to the Iligan Chapter of the conspirators who were the first to fill-up my followers' box! :)
Yeba! You read that right. That is how I want to begin. You know right away this is not going to be Shakespeare. Not that there is anything wrong with William. I am just not nearly as talented enough.
I cannot, for one, hold my line of thought long enough that I can compile one genuine effort into one seamless novel. A long short story, maybe. But that, aside from being an oxymoron, would be a stretch.
These are my random thoughts, nothing more. A little foolish, maybe, but always, I hope, in line with the same spirit of honesty and wit as you would find in the works of the Bard of Avon. Oh yes, William Shakespeare was funny, you semi-literate nincompoop!