Watching the newest Law & Order: Criminal Intent episode, I saw an iPhone. ^_^ I also saw a reference to Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love. I read an excerpt from this book in my Linguistics class a few weeks ago. Detective Logan was handed it during a search, and he threw it to the ground. How about that, huh?
Just thought I'd mention it.
Song in my head: Jackson 5, "Give Love on Christmas Day". I remember this to be the very first song I ever recognized. I heard it while with my family at the Light Rail Transit (LRT) station and train somewhere in Manila.
What about you? What is the first song you ever heard?
Showing posts with label law and order. Show all posts
Showing posts with label law and order. Show all posts
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Laws and orders
In my natural scheme of things, Summer is heralded by a number of occurences. One of the more notable indicators that Summer is here is the increased frequency of Law & Order marathons on TV.
After a few days (a few hours each) of watching the show, I realized something that I (and I am sure all the Law & Order addicts) do when perusing the program: they--I mean, we--check the clock. ^_^ Actually, the clock is a very good indicator of where the plot of the story is going. There are two things that almost always happen in an episode: (a) an arrest, and (b) a verdict. Avid viewers know that the arrest should normally happen at 30 minutes and the verdict near the end. If either doesn't, then the story has a twist. For example, today I saw an SVU program get a verdict at 30 minutes. That means it's not over, and a plot twist is in progress. ^_^
It makes watching the show that much more fun, I think. Keep the episodes rolling.
Thanks for reading.
Song in my head: Royksopp, "Remind Me".
P.S. Oh, yeah, and before I forget, I thought that Law & Order fans didn't give Milena Govich enough of a chance to become part of the show. Why be threatened because she was hot? ^_^
After a few days (a few hours each) of watching the show, I realized something that I (and I am sure all the Law & Order addicts) do when perusing the program: they--I mean, we--check the clock. ^_^ Actually, the clock is a very good indicator of where the plot of the story is going. There are two things that almost always happen in an episode: (a) an arrest, and (b) a verdict. Avid viewers know that the arrest should normally happen at 30 minutes and the verdict near the end. If either doesn't, then the story has a twist. For example, today I saw an SVU program get a verdict at 30 minutes. That means it's not over, and a plot twist is in progress. ^_^
It makes watching the show that much more fun, I think. Keep the episodes rolling.
Thanks for reading.
Song in my head: Royksopp, "Remind Me".
P.S. Oh, yeah, and before I forget, I thought that Law & Order fans didn't give Milena Govich enough of a chance to become part of the show. Why be threatened because she was hot? ^_^
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Simulation
When I was younger, I used to imagine that my life was a simulation--not the real thing. Whenever I looked around, I imagined that it was all a big movie production and I was on a set, and everyone around me was paid to appear there, and everything was a prop. I constantly tried to find evidence of this--every time I visited some new place, I quickly looked around the backs of buildings, checking whether "they" have had enough time to build a whole building just for me, or else just left the fronts of the buildings finished, propped up from behind by wooden planks. The fact that I never did see any prop buildings didn't really console me; it just increased my wonder at how complete and "big-budget" this production was.
Other times I imagined that my life was a video game, an ultra-realistic simulation of what life would be like as a nine-year-old living in a suburb in Metro Manila. But that was not as extensive as another storyline--that I was really not human. That I was really a cybernetic being that was planted into the Philippines by a shadowy security agency called the Network, whose aim it was to foil diabolical attempts to take over the world. I had continuous neural contact with an operator named "Rick", and a secretary named "Wanda", who orchestrated excuses whenever I was going to be missing for a mission. Now being missing from school for a mission--that was something I never was actually able to orchestrate myself. But that would've been fun, too. ^_^
I don't know what led to that thought process. I have no idea why I thought that my life imitated art. Looking back now, I think that by keeping to myself instead of playing at the playground with my friends, I became somewhat detached from reality... nevertheless aware of it, but feeling as if I was not a participant in it. It gave me a different kind of grounding than what my friends really did... and I think it's another reason that I'm still alone at this time.
That's not too bad, though; in fact it's shiawright. Understanding why you are a certain way goes a long way towards deciding whether a change would be either good or bad.
Thanks for reading.
Song in my head: Styx, "Mr. Roboto".
P.S. I just found out that at one point in time, Bobby Flay's girlfriend was Stephanie March. Yeah, one of the past ADAs from Law and Order. We can all hope for a comparable station in life. ^_^ Oh, well.
Other times I imagined that my life was a video game, an ultra-realistic simulation of what life would be like as a nine-year-old living in a suburb in Metro Manila. But that was not as extensive as another storyline--that I was really not human. That I was really a cybernetic being that was planted into the Philippines by a shadowy security agency called the Network, whose aim it was to foil diabolical attempts to take over the world. I had continuous neural contact with an operator named "Rick", and a secretary named "Wanda", who orchestrated excuses whenever I was going to be missing for a mission. Now being missing from school for a mission--that was something I never was actually able to orchestrate myself. But that would've been fun, too. ^_^
I don't know what led to that thought process. I have no idea why I thought that my life imitated art. Looking back now, I think that by keeping to myself instead of playing at the playground with my friends, I became somewhat detached from reality... nevertheless aware of it, but feeling as if I was not a participant in it. It gave me a different kind of grounding than what my friends really did... and I think it's another reason that I'm still alone at this time.
That's not too bad, though; in fact it's shiawright. Understanding why you are a certain way goes a long way towards deciding whether a change would be either good or bad.
Thanks for reading.
Song in my head: Styx, "Mr. Roboto".
P.S. I just found out that at one point in time, Bobby Flay's girlfriend was Stephanie March. Yeah, one of the past ADAs from Law and Order. We can all hope for a comparable station in life. ^_^ Oh, well.
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