Ok, I finally did it. Now mind you, I'm not usually a bandwagon type of person. But I just couldn't resist. All the hype, "all my friends are doin' it" syndrome, it's the "cool" thing to do, etc. I just finally caved in and...
Got a myspace profile.
And I am here to tell the world...
That myspace sucks.
The interface is very clunky. Changing your profile is a nightmare. The blog is customizable, but its not nearly as intuitive as Blogger. I think I did an average job of editing my blog here on Blogger. But it will take a while before I attempt to edit the myspace blog.
And what the hell is the difference between xanga and myspace? The xanga interface is clunky and heavy on the ads. I guess I'm still trying to figure out what the big deal with myspace is.
And what's with all of the half naked chicks on the myspace ads? I'm sure horny 15 year olds don't mind, but I don't particularly want my boss overlooking my shoulder and seeing j-lo's half naked ass on my screen.
So, I have been bitten by the myspace bug for now, but I think it's effects will soon wear thin.
I totally stole this post from my friend Simon, over at "More Punk Than Me". So I give my apologies up front. But this was too funny to pass up. It's from Eddie Izzard, a British comedian (?):
"But there must have been a Deathstar canteen, yeah? There must have been a cafeteria downstairs, in between battles, where Darth Vader could just chill and go down: (Vader voice) "I will have the penne a la arabiata." (canteen server) "You'll need a tray." "Do you know who I am?" "Do you know who I am?" "This is not a game of who the heck are you. For I am Vader. Darth Vader. Lord Vader. I can kill you with a single thought!" "Well you'll still need a tray." "No I will not need a tray. I do not need a tray to kill you. I can kill you without a tray, with the power of the Force - which is strong within me - even though I could kill you with a tray if I so wished. For I would hack at your neck with the thin bit until the blood flowed across the canteen floor…" "No, the food is hot. You'll need a tray to put the food on." "Oh I see, the food is hot. I'm sorry I, I did not realise. Hah hah! I thought you were challenging me to a fight to the death." "Fight to the death? This is canteen, I work here." "Yes, but I am Vader, I am Lord Vader. Everyone challenges me to a fight to the death. Lord Vader. Darth Vader, I am Darth Vader, Lord Vader. Sir Lord Vader, Sir Lord Darth Vader. Lord Darth Sir Lord Vader of Cheam. Sir Lord Baron von Vaderham. The Deathstar. I run the Deathstar." "What's the Deathstar?" (Darth is losing a bit of patience) "This is the Deathstar. You're in the Deathstar. I run this star." "This is a star?" "This is a star - I run it. I'm your boss." "You're Mr Stephens?" "No, I'm… who is Mr Stephens?" "He's head of catering." "I'm not head of catering! I am Vader. I can kill catering with a thought." "What?" "I can kill you all. I can kill me with a thought. Just... I'll get a tray, forget it!"
Well, another year bites the dust. Hope everybody out there is enjoying 2006 so far. 2005 saw some major changes in my life. It seems like all the big sutff happens on the fives. Being born, moving, becoming an adult, having kids, etc. I just wonder what this old universe has in store for me in 2015. Hmmmm, I'll be old then so let's not think about that. Have a good year!