whats the call here?

okay so facebook facilitates and practically encourages some strange, shady, and outright questionable-at-best activity, but there is one thing it is good for...

finding people from your past so you can catch up...or act interested in what theyre doing in hopes they'll wanna hook up [again] or whatever

heres something ive had happen on a few occasions that really baffled me:
either i add someone as a friend, or they add me as a friend. whats the next step? usually you communicate, right?
ive had multiple occasions where i shot off very innocuous messages (to females) i used to be pretty decent friends/acquaintances with, along the lines of "so youre at *this* place in your life now? cool, whats going on" -- concise, non-threatening, non-shady. and the most important part is that i used to get along well with these people. theyre not random people i friended on facebook who wouldnt respond to my message.
why would you add me as a friend, then ignore my message?
i know what youre thinking -- maybe she hasnt read it yet. bitch, please. facebook newsfeed shows me all sorts of crazy shit, including all the other activity youve done online. so unless youre lacking a brain (which i havent completely ruled out yet), youve seen the message.

so, what gives?

you're all suckers...DOGG!

yo wassup wassup baby? oh, sorry i was channeling my inner "randy jackson whenever an ethnic contestant tries out on american idol" voice. we now return to your regularly scheduled programming...

i think im more annoyed with american idol this year than i have been in the past. i feel like the two seasons i have watched before (the gay aiken season and the mcpheever season), they showed a few more auditions per hour, and they actually showed more than 1-2 decent contestants per hour, even in the preliminary portion of them making fun of people.

i think they need to return to a mix of about half and half b/c the shock value isnt there for the really bad standouts, and for people who actually like the show for the singing (who knew it was a singing competition?), they hardly get a glimpse of anyone worthwhile.

i didnt count the number of auditions we get to see in an hour, but it seems to dwindle by a few every time...soon we're going to be down to like 2-3, with lots of fluff, puff pieces, and other weird anecdotes to fill in the time between the 5 minute commercial breaks

on a positive note, ryan seacrest is apparently no longer a tool. this guy suddenly got funny. before it was cheesy radio dj "barbs" lofted at simon and slurping every decent contestant who walked in. now he's got an acid tongue, and he isnt afraid to lay the sarcasm on unsuspecting morons. A+ ryan

aright dogg, do your thing, i gotta bizounce. damnit, theres ghetto randy again.

A Night At The "Bar"

can we talk about cell phones for a second?

how much do you hate the little battery "bar"? that thing is almost completely worthless, isnt it? i was thinking about this the other day. a female "friend" (take that however you want...) of mine was down to one bar the other day (that actually sounds like it has multiple meanings... i like it. maybe we'll talk about that later) and she was freaking out, cos she didn't want her phone to go dead. so it got me to thinking -- how do you know how close you are? 1 bar means nothing to me. sometimes i ride one bar out for days. sometimes its just a matter of minutes. why not a half bar? can they do that? I'm telling you, the way it is right now, i have no frame of reference here. what about an idiot light? like in your car, when you're low on gas. that gas gauge is pretty useless, lets be honest. but the idiot light; when that thing comes on, boom, now you know where you stand. its a definitive "you have 2 gallons left" so you're set. take it a step further and you have the nicer cars equipped with the "miles til empty" electronic gauge. because people need something exact. ambiguity is for dealing with DTR talks between you and your sexual anesthetic du jour; not for calculating the next fill up. can we implement this "minutes til empty" gauge into the cell phone? (speaking of women.. since we're talking about it. how great would it be if booty calls came with that gauge. like "this many encounters before she presses for something more" this kind of information would be revolutionary)

so how are cell phone makers still getting away with this "bar" system? It's like a big joke. and it's on you, sucker. can you imagine if other people tried to pull this shit. let's say you get cancer. "how long do I have, doc?" "one bar... maybe two"
what the fuck. that helps me a negative amount. one bar!! does that mean I'd better go on a spending binge starting now, or do I have a couple months? One bar! You go out for dinner, and the hostess is like, "it's a one bar wait. do you wanna go ahead and give me your name?" i could go on for days with examples. but you get the idea. this shit would never fly out in the real world. yet cell phone companies are taking no flack for this shit. they're getting away with murder!

alright, i'm through. now i'm just angry all over again. fuck!

here's a weird one for you. my phone (the old motorola flip phone) has a total of 3 bars of power. sometimes i can go forever on 3, sometimes forever on 2...sometimes im down to 1 bar after a single phone call. i really dont get it, but i guess a lot of things go into it, like how hard it has to work to get a good signal, and how annoying the person on the other end is (that's gotta drain more than just you, right?)
i actually was on the phone one time with 1 bar, i get the low battery warning, and i swear the phone shut off shortly thereafter. it got out of hand like a brawl between anchormen.
btw, the main display has 3 bars...but you can go to phone settings and check the battery meter, and there are 6. was it really that hard to make a little extra room on the screen to make 6 in the main display? what sort of japanese mind tricks are these?
guys should come with bars that tell a chick how long it is til we splash on their tits (or uvula if you prefer)
i think im done...time to hit the one bar that i know and love