Monday, March 26, 2007

God Bless my neighbors, I am a good neighbor, am very sure. I am not the type who'd request for sugar, suka, or can openers, I do not host crazy parties nor have yapping dogs, all my garbage I shoot in the garbage chute, they can borrow my morning paper lying around my doorstep until I wake up at 9 am, or on weekends it'll be parked there forever in a complete weekend stack. I don't bring in Marang or Durian from Davao nor do I smoke a pipe smelling fee-fi-fo-fum. I don't do loud conversations, I am usually quiet as a mouse, except .. My only indulgence is music (and noise) especially during my senti moments. And this very moment, I am again in my Elliott Yamin mania.. 24/7. and since Iscream is not yet fixed, it's on full blast on i-tunes via my Altec Lansing speakers. New Album! ELLIOTT YAMIN! Kawawa talaga ang kapitbahay sa akin kapag nasa phase ako… LSS am sure.. And mas nakakainis dahil actual nilang naririnig forever.. It's good if I am in a good music mood.. Early this year it was Ella Fitzgerald, Johnny Matthis, George Michael, Morrissey, Kat Stevens (Tea for Tillerman.) Ok lang. But I also had some Gary Granada, TVJ mode.. Buti na lang hindi ko pa naspotan yung Yoyoy Villame and El Bimbo album sa Las Pinas, music of my childhood. (I was doing interpretative dancing to Yoyoy Villame songs.. Tarzan and Barok and ooops I forget.. But the lines were.. Something about namumulot ng kandila And minumulto yung apartment niya.. Binebenta niya sa binondo yung wax collection niya Getting tired at the end of the day.. Saying aray… aray.. Aray. I remember acting like melting candles pag heto na ang linya.. AHHHHH.. Have to find the album quick! Quick! So there, a description of a future torture situation for my neighbors, they are lucky am so busy to go back to my violin screeeccchhhhhhiiiinnnnnnngggggg. Bring back, bring back bring back my Nano to me!!
Life as a Rocky Road Tester I am no lab tester, am not that technical. I am no road tester, am not that thorough, what I am is a Rocky Road tester..a thingamajig tinkerer, a gadget drooler and a clumsy technology torturer. I call myself such because of a recent incident err accident with my i-pod which I then called the Nina Nano but should now be rechristened the Iscream Ipod. Poor guy, it's now at the Apple Center recuperating because I left a blob of ice cream to melt at the wheel.. (Backstory : I have this wonderful sofa cum office furniture where I do most of my work.. Most of the time it allows me to do my thing, sitting me as ergonomically possible with my bad back and letter "C" (my mom's description of my posture,) during workmode, converting into a dining hall during "lunch" and "dinner" (these are moveable but non-optional breaks -- can be combined as "brunchiners"), cradle me as I watch TV, sit me comfortably as I do my endless chatting. During one of my workathon mode where, work-leisure-sustainance were one continuous movement, the accident happened. I didn't notice my mistake until it was pack up time at around 1 am. I was clearing my sofa for dishes, papers, phones, etc. fixing my stuff and behold, my black silicon case became brown, soaked in chocolate. I just wiped it with tissue and it still worked actually.. So I thought everything was a-ok.. But when I had to charge after a day.. It wouldn't respond anymore. Not charging.. So its goodbye to my near perfect (Nina-specific) playlist. Tried reformatting, rebooting and changing SWs… :( Verdict : Iscream ipod is not ice cream resistant. This is not my first time to do a rocky road test.. : 1. Motorola phones (this is before the brand became cool for GSM cellphones VX3 Razr (funny I need to describe it as GSM, it made its first cool carnation as startac -- when non GSM phones where called analog) can withstand lugao swimming for 15 secs. Provided you have to dip it again in water and blow dry it like crazy. 2. Nokia phones cannot withstand toilet water (this test done by a band lead singer I know.) or she declared her unit dead because she can't take to put her unit back near her face if somebody calls her.