I've often wondered what our future will be like. Being the first generation to grow up fully submerged in technology we will be able to watch our fellow high school grow up, get married, land jobs and have kids. Our posts, tweets, pictures, and videos will live on in the past as a sort of dialog about our life. ...sort of like this blog! :D
I first started thinking about this when Amy (my freshman BYU roommate) and I started a vlog on YouTube. The thought occurred to me that my future kids could go back and watch me in moments when I was at college. HOW STRANGE!
The most I was ever able to get was the letters my mom wrote while she was at college, which were actually quite hilarious. It would be SO cool to see my mom talking to the camera when she was just a fresh college kid, instead of always being my mom.
I could see past boyfriends/girlfriends, family vacations, hit videos and songs that were happening in that era. Anyway, it was just a weird thought for me.
Onto story time! So Amy and I were sitting together trying to watch Pushing Daisies and while we trying to figure it out I got a phone call from our other roommate, Katy, who was a bit lost finding our mail. Anyway, we tried FaceTiming so we could see where she was at and direct her where to go.
*ring-a-ling* *ring-a-ling-a-ling* someone answers annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd IT'S NOT KATY. This older woman popped up on the screen and was like "hello!"
...........
......................
...................................... oh brother.
We just kinda looked awkwardly at the screen and I sort of muffle/whisper to Amy, "where's Katy?"
I guess the lady realized we didn't mean to call because she said "I think you have the wrong number."
*awkward looks between the three of us* Amy says, "Uh, oops, Kaybye." As soon as she hung up I about peed myself laughing so hard. I was down on the ground unable to handle what just happened. C'est la vie.
Although I'm not sure why you would pick up a facetime from an unknown caller but that just happened.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Blogging old school
Perhaps I will start blogging again. Not for the heck of it in the random numbered happenings of my life anymore but more like I used to, with stories and moments of my life rather than facts of it.
Also, I do this for myself. I write for my enjoyment because writing used to be my way of journaling out my feelings and a way of self-reflection.
So my first thought for today! I've watched a lot of crime shows. Actually, I think I just prefer crime shows to any normal T.V. show because it makes me think. My dad introduced me to the show Psych a few years ago and I busted out a season every weekend and it just got to the point where it was all so predictable. I thought maybe the show had just gotten lazy? That could be the case but I remember watching other crime show episodes in class, telling my neighbors of who the culprit was and the astounded looks I got when I was always dead on.
*story time*
(If you haven't seen Psych, I recommend it. Basically, it's this guy who has amazing observation skills for details and he uses them to solve crimes, sorta Sherlockian)
It was lunch time and I sat with people I really didn't know. You see, that's the trouble of dating someone older than you in high school, at least for me, we didn't have the same friends. There was this girl who always sat directly across from me. The only thing I knew about her was her name and that she was dating someone. On this particular day I wanted to get to the table first and observe what I could from people as they sat down. There was this girl who always sat directly across from me, Christina, the only think I knew about her was her name and that she was currently dating someone. As she approached the table and set her backpack down I noticed animal hairs on the bottom of her bag. She had cats.
And that is the story of the day that I correctly made a deduction and was Sherlock.
Speaking of Sherlock...
I've been obsessed with a lot of shows in my lifetime. Actually, I'm just obsessed with a lot of things. There are few questions that I hate more than those that start with "What is your favorite...." Honestly, how the flip am I supposed to pick just ONE out of hundreds of choices in flavors, music, movies, etc.
But I actually do have a favorite something.
In fact, I'm convinced it's the most brilliant show ever written.
Sherlock on BBC is the most beautifully, crafted show I have ever had the pleasure of watching. Even with my expert crime television skills I have only been able to solve one episode before it was all revealed.
What's crazy is that the first time I watched it I thought that Sherlock, played by Benedict Cumberbatch was the most sickly, alien looking person I have ever seen *um ew* but now I'm madly in love with this man. They say once you fall in love with someone's mind you never fall for looks again (although I'm inclined to believe that looks have an advantage).
What is magical about this show?
The episodes are more like movies, a solid 90-ish minutes per episode. This allows enough time for plots to be extremely clever.
It's British and who doesn't love those accents?
The dynamic between John Watson and Sherlock shatters every friendship I've ever seen. Despite all of the cruel and unusual things Sherlock has done to Watson, John always, ALWAYS trusts him. He thinks highly of Sherlock when no one else does, including Sherlock. Even Sherlock who seems to have no concern for anyone is bothered when John takes interest in anyone but himself. It's actually kind of adorable watching him be a smidge jealous for once.
The villain is probably the scariest man I've dealt with. He's not scary looking with crazy pointed teeth or anything. It's more like the calm and collected person who has every move calculated and then he goes insane because THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE DO and then comes right back down to being civilized.
But that's not all what makes this show worth it. It's the fandom. Once you enter Sherlock you are sucked in by all the madness of theories and jokes. It sort of feels like being adopted into a family if you will. I feel an immediate bond once I find out someone watches Sherlock. The best way I can describe it is *you feel all the emotional craziness I do* :)
In short, if you're Sherlocked, no matter who you are, we are family.
Also, I do this for myself. I write for my enjoyment because writing used to be my way of journaling out my feelings and a way of self-reflection.
So my first thought for today! I've watched a lot of crime shows. Actually, I think I just prefer crime shows to any normal T.V. show because it makes me think. My dad introduced me to the show Psych a few years ago and I busted out a season every weekend and it just got to the point where it was all so predictable. I thought maybe the show had just gotten lazy? That could be the case but I remember watching other crime show episodes in class, telling my neighbors of who the culprit was and the astounded looks I got when I was always dead on.
*story time*
(If you haven't seen Psych, I recommend it. Basically, it's this guy who has amazing observation skills for details and he uses them to solve crimes, sorta Sherlockian)
It was lunch time and I sat with people I really didn't know. You see, that's the trouble of dating someone older than you in high school, at least for me, we didn't have the same friends. There was this girl who always sat directly across from me. The only thing I knew about her was her name and that she was dating someone. On this particular day I wanted to get to the table first and observe what I could from people as they sat down. There was this girl who always sat directly across from me, Christina, the only think I knew about her was her name and that she was currently dating someone. As she approached the table and set her backpack down I noticed animal hairs on the bottom of her bag. She had cats.
And that is the story of the day that I correctly made a deduction and was Sherlock.
Speaking of Sherlock...
I've been obsessed with a lot of shows in my lifetime. Actually, I'm just obsessed with a lot of things. There are few questions that I hate more than those that start with "What is your favorite...." Honestly, how the flip am I supposed to pick just ONE out of hundreds of choices in flavors, music, movies, etc.
But I actually do have a favorite something.
In fact, I'm convinced it's the most brilliant show ever written.
Sherlock on BBC is the most beautifully, crafted show I have ever had the pleasure of watching. Even with my expert crime television skills I have only been able to solve one episode before it was all revealed.
What's crazy is that the first time I watched it I thought that Sherlock, played by Benedict Cumberbatch was the most sickly, alien looking person I have ever seen *um ew* but now I'm madly in love with this man. They say once you fall in love with someone's mind you never fall for looks again (although I'm inclined to believe that looks have an advantage).
What is magical about this show?
The episodes are more like movies, a solid 90-ish minutes per episode. This allows enough time for plots to be extremely clever.
It's British and who doesn't love those accents?
The dynamic between John Watson and Sherlock shatters every friendship I've ever seen. Despite all of the cruel and unusual things Sherlock has done to Watson, John always, ALWAYS trusts him. He thinks highly of Sherlock when no one else does, including Sherlock. Even Sherlock who seems to have no concern for anyone is bothered when John takes interest in anyone but himself. It's actually kind of adorable watching him be a smidge jealous for once.
The villain is probably the scariest man I've dealt with. He's not scary looking with crazy pointed teeth or anything. It's more like the calm and collected person who has every move calculated and then he goes insane because THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE DO and then comes right back down to being civilized.
But that's not all what makes this show worth it. It's the fandom. Once you enter Sherlock you are sucked in by all the madness of theories and jokes. It sort of feels like being adopted into a family if you will. I feel an immediate bond once I find out someone watches Sherlock. The best way I can describe it is *you feel all the emotional craziness I do* :)
In short, if you're Sherlocked, no matter who you are, we are family.
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