I see it slowly unraveling itself. All the intricate words and weaves that the advertising industry has given itself are slowly falling apart. Ratings used as currency. More than 80% of all the people who use it as currency know that its really worthless. All a big scam to make money. Money over something imagined. Only because it is the best thing that we have to go on. Newspaper companies so huge that they have spent billions of dollars in circulating their articles around the world. And slowly its all falling apart.
This economic downturn is destroying the advertising and marketing facade. Millions of people are loosing their jobs because the upper level crust know just how meaningless they all were to begin with. And now, with technology coming to a point where it is slowly wearing away at that small grasp that advertising still holds on society, all the old ways are becoming more and more unprofitable.
The only people who will emerge victorious in the advertising industry are the ones who are able to move with technology and embrace it, understand it, manipulate it, and use it. Sorry print, you’re just a few more steps away from extinction. Sorry old Television advertiser, you’re about to be outdone by some crazy new interactive web 3.0 advertiser who has a better understanding of the psychological behavior of the new WebConsumer or HybridConsumer. Everything will be connected to the Internet soon. The bubble may have burst in the early days of the web craze, but it has evolved into something completely different. And will continue to evolve. Those who try to stay away are only clinging to the last vestiges of a life style that is no longer as profitable.
We are all outside. But we’re only starting to realize that we are just inside an even bigger box now.
ok so i’m bored. there’s stuff i should probably be doing but i’m not. i tried to go shopping today for some clothes but it was rainy and shitty….i need to do some shopping!!!! in 2 weeks mary will be here and were gonna go out and have crazy times and i want some new clothes to do that in haha!!! i wish i could just hire someone to go shopping for me though cause i really hate it…so anyone? i’d pay you. hahaha it wont be much but seriously i hate shopping.
taking back sunday posted their new album on their myspace. i wanna listen to it but then i also wanna wait til it’s released…so i listened to a few songs that i havent heard yet. so far i can’t really judge or review it much but i think it should be pretty good…i hate saying i miss the old tbs cause i know a band cant stay the same but i just feel an intensity from them anymore. the reason i fell in love with them was their lyrics…and their sound and now i’m not so sure what that sound is and the lyrics have really lacked on the last album…so i dont know i havent had the chance to hear the lyrics much on the new one but i dont know. i also noticed they aren’t using the dual vocals that were used to hearing…..grrr
so i noticed something in the past few weeks when i was driving home….like driving isnt so bad on monday, tuesday, wednesday….but then comes thursday and it’s like all the crazy people came out to drive! and friday is even worse! it’s like the lanes are all backed up…people are running red lights…pulling out in front of me…even the pedestrians get crazier! they just walk out in front of you like you’re not there. seriously what’s going on that it gets so much crazier!! in the beginning of the week it takes maybe 15 min to get home then as it gets to thursday it can take anywhere from 20 to 40! come on people!
Don’t take too long to think about it. Fifteen books you’ve read that will always stick with you. First fifteen you can recall in no more than 15 minutes. Copy the instructions into your own note, and be sure to tag the person who tagged you.
1. The Hot Zone-Richard Preston
2. The Cobra Event-Richard Preston
3. Apocalypse 2012-Lawrence E. Joseph
5. The Andromeda Strain-Michael Crichton
6. Fahrenheit 451-Ray Bradbury
7. Brave New World-Aldous Huxley
8. The Great Gatsby-F. Scott Fitzgerald
9. The Crucible-Author Miller
11. Into the Wild-Jon Krakauer
12. The Perks of Being a Wallflower-Stephen Chbosky
13. A Child Called “It”-Dave Pelzer
14. Tuesdays With Morrie-Mitch Albom
15. Lord of the Flies-William Golding
I don’t read a lot…but these books stand out to me.
The only bit I can remember from last night's dream was fairly short compared to the rest of the dream.
I dreamed that I was in an auditorium. I don't know if it was a high school or a university auditorium. I was sitting pretty much in the center surrounded by other students. The place was packed; every seat filled. I don't think I knew anyone near me.
Apparently the reason we were in the auditorium was for a Goo Goo Dolls concert. I could hear the bland playing a song. I can't remember the song right now but ill try to look it up later. The problem though was that even though the band had already started playing, the curtain was still down. On the front of the curtain was some sort of flexible big screen. With the curtain down and the band playing people started getting mad, yelling at the stage. Even I started yelling for them to at least turn on the big screen so we could see something.
There was more I'm sure but this is all I remember.
Last night I had an odd dream about a rice cooker.
I was outside on a sidewalk. The location was a cross between the Woodhaven Pathmark parking lot and an on ramp to the Prospect Expressway/ Brooklyn Queens Expressway.
There were people all around walking hurriedly to their destinations. It was a very busy sidewalk. In my hands I held the cooking pot to an electric rice cooker. I'm not sure why or how I was able to do so, but I managed to get about 3 to 4 scoops/cups of rice in the pot. I also had a water source available. I think it was a garden hose. While trying to stand on this busy sidewalk, I proceeded to wash the rice. To those who don't know, the action of washing rice consists of adding a good amount of water to the rice pot, stirring it to let the starches/white cloudy stuff float to the top, and then pouring out the white water(Repeat 3 to 4 times or as long as desired). The problem I kept having though, was every time I went to pour out the water I would lose a good amount of rice. I believe I was pouring out into a sewer grate. With every wash the amount of rice would shrink down; almost to the point where I had about one cup of rice left in the pot. I remembering being very upset that I kept losing rice. But what could I do? No matter how much I tried not to lose rice, it wouldn't work. For some reason, while I was washing the rice I also added Soy Sauce to the pot.
When I was finally fed up with losing rice I decided to head into Pathmark to see if I could find something there to help me out. When I was around midway crossing the street, I woke up.
Weird. I wonder if washing rice is a common Asian dream.