The Nonsensical Journal

Here is the key difference between Mac and PC… Behind a PC I feel like a blogger, behind a Mac I feel like a writer… that is the key distinction of how Apple has made every little mundane similarity a unique distinction that feeds our self-centered egotistical inner demons… and we revel in it…

Yes, I say “we” despite that generally I am new to the world of Apple… I confess I am still a Windows user, and yes I do see what Microsoft did with Windows 7, but until Apple finally step up their game and allow me, a hardcore gamer, to call others “noobs” while cursing and yelling about how I just handed them their ass on a platter, PC will always be essential…

I couldn’t resist the sexiness of Mac products for long, and while I’m not sure how it happened, it seems like a blur, but I ended up with almost all their products… I think it started with that damn iPod, of which for some unexplainable reason I have four of them now…

So, behind my sexy and sleek MacBook Air I take a seat, rather lie down in bed, and while I am currently being a perfect embodiment of societies burden, this little machine still manages to make me feel like I’m actually doing something with my life…

In fact, I am not… but damn it feels good to type on this keyboard, like my fingers are having an affair with buttons well aware of how I romance the Microsoft marriage…

Slowly but surely I transformed to Apples whore, and every now and then I consider turning tricks for some iTunes credit… maybe just one last application… just this fix…

Unlike Adam and Eve this bitten Apple has given us… Well, actually I suppose just like Adam and Eve we all got screwed, while they spent the rest of their lives imagining how life would be without that Apple, we simply cannot imagine our lives without that Apple anymore…

I never liked Apples… I recall in religion class thinking of how if it was a pomegranate, kiwi, or even a mango I would understand, but an Apple? There is nothing more common than an Apple, and it seems to be constantly undermining the career of doctors…

To be honest I am not even sure why I maintain a blog, or why I have even bothered to keep this up for a year… Yes a whole year, I know because WordPress sent an annual statistic report, telling me shit like which countries people came from who checked out my blog… It doesn’t answer the important question, which is, why? Why would anyone check this shit out?

Isn’t it creepy how accessible we have all become? The entire world is now connected by a single common hangout, and people from the other side of the globe have somehow just “connected” with you…

I hate that term “connected” it makes us all sound like promiscuous electrical sockets…

Mind you there is nothing wrong with promiscuity, I personally don’t subscribe to that school as I prefer a buffer period between partners… But if you’re the kind of person who doesn’t mind sharing partners then all the power to you… I just find the whole idea a bit too… let’s just say it would feel like you’re wearing someone else’s boxer shorts, and that’s never a comfortable feeling…

There are of course ranges to promiscuity, a married porn star might be considered a conservative in their field for example…

So this whole internet superhighway has left us open to be contacted and researched, looked up and Googled… and whatever other odd things you can do to people online… and whatever privacy we have we are losing little by little, and day by day we realize that we have all become exhibitionists and man is Big Brother just happy about this, I’m not sure if he meant to or it just worked out to his advantage, but right now he not only knows what I’m doing, he has pictures and can read about it to boot…

Well that was a productive MacBook session… Now I need to return to Windows where some noob will be destroyed…