Amidst all this hooplah regarding Facebook's privacy settings, look what I found.
In case you can't read it, and you probably can't thanks to my now-deceased phone that took this picture, the photo reads: You can not see that.
I kid you not.
What good is all this debate, really? It's slowly becoming just another Orkut or Hi5. Eww.
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Where this and that collide
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
The Gaga Phenomenon
I strongly believe that Lady Gaga is one of those people you can love, worship or hate, but cannot ignore. Sort of like the Shiv Sena. But in a good way because hey, music is any day better than stupidity, right?
So anyway, like most other information - both useless and useful - that I get from Twitter, I realised that yesterday was Lady Gaga's birthday. And considering how I am one of the billions of people who helped make Telephone history, I thought she warranted a post. Which is strange because I'm not really a fan. I like her music, but I am not particularly intrigued by her weirdness or put off by it like most people are. It's just there and that's good enough for me. I do, however, appreciate the fact that in an industry ruled by artists such as the Pussycat Dolls, who cannot lay claim to any other talent besides sexualizing everything with a lot of cleavage, bare midriffs and seductive-temptress-type dancing, Lady Gaga has managed to hold her own - proof that she's awesome that way, and also proof that we, the audience, have the sense to appreciate talent, bare midriff or not.
And oh, in case you were wondering, her real name is Stephanie Germanotta. And this is what she used to look like before she started sporting sunglasses made out of half-smoked cigarettes:
Update: Look what I found. Heh.
So anyway, like most other information - both useless and useful - that I get from Twitter, I realised that yesterday was Lady Gaga's birthday. And considering how I am one of the billions of people who helped make Telephone history, I thought she warranted a post. Which is strange because I'm not really a fan. I like her music, but I am not particularly intrigued by her weirdness or put off by it like most people are. It's just there and that's good enough for me. I do, however, appreciate the fact that in an industry ruled by artists such as the Pussycat Dolls, who cannot lay claim to any other talent besides sexualizing everything with a lot of cleavage, bare midriffs and seductive-temptress-type dancing, Lady Gaga has managed to hold her own - proof that she's awesome that way, and also proof that we, the audience, have the sense to appreciate talent, bare midriff or not.
And oh, in case you were wondering, her real name is Stephanie Germanotta. And this is what she used to look like before she started sporting sunglasses made out of half-smoked cigarettes:
Update: Look what I found. Heh.
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