Of late, there's a song that keeps playing over and over in my head. It started with just the music itself, but now it's the words as well. Over and over, like some kind of subconscious battle cry, echoing over and over inside me.
The first time I heard it was over the holidays, visiting family. My younger cousins brought their PS2 over, with the rather addicting rhythm game known as "Guitar Hero III" - which they insisted I try out. They were very insistent about it, and one cousin even presented the controller (shaped like a guitar) to me on bended knee, arms outstretched and head bowed.
Of course I had to try at that point. I mean, how could a fantasy-loving gamer such as myself resist such a powerful entreaty?
After much fumbling (accompanied by laughter and encouragement), I started to kind of get the hang of it. Still, there were other cousins about, and I relinquished the controller to others for their turns.
That's the first time I heard the song, as the cousins (and my brother) battled it out good naturedly, plastic guitar-controllers in hand and swaying to the music.
I don't know exactly what it is about the song. The refrain echoes in my mind, over and over and over. Resonating in my soul.
The band - Rise Against. The song - Prayer of the Refugee.
...and I can play it at Hard setting, and hit 94% now. Oh my poor blistered fingers and cramping hand.
A collection of occasional events and random thoughts, recorded at irregular intervals.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
...wtf...? o_0;;;
There's a commercial that's been playing on the radio out here. To summarize it, there's a pleasant-sounding lady commenting on how her husband has expressed doubts about whether or not he is the father of her daughter.
...and how a new genetic testing service can show the truth.
...umm...wtf...?
Okay, reality check here.
1.) I have a problem believing that any woman who's husband expressed doubt about the parentage of their child is going to take the whole thing pleasantly. I mean, come on, seriously!
2.) Any woman who doesn't take what is basically an accusation of promiscuity as an insult must be guilty of said crime. (Although even so, I can't see anyone taking such an accusation without a lot of angry and vocal protestations going on, guilty or no...)
The scenario is just so utterly ridiculous to me - every time I hear it, I roll my eyes and switch the station, or even turn the radio off.
...of course, I suppose a realistic scenario would probably not be the best way of marketing the service... might be more entertaining though.
I must say this though - it DOES stick in your mind. Annoyingly.
...and how a new genetic testing service can show the truth.
...umm...wtf...?
Okay, reality check here.
1.) I have a problem believing that any woman who's husband expressed doubt about the parentage of their child is going to take the whole thing pleasantly. I mean, come on, seriously!
2.) Any woman who doesn't take what is basically an accusation of promiscuity as an insult must be guilty of said crime. (Although even so, I can't see anyone taking such an accusation without a lot of angry and vocal protestations going on, guilty or no...)
The scenario is just so utterly ridiculous to me - every time I hear it, I roll my eyes and switch the station, or even turn the radio off.
...of course, I suppose a realistic scenario would probably not be the best way of marketing the service... might be more entertaining though.
I must say this though - it DOES stick in your mind. Annoyingly.