Is this what we've come to?

First up, Merry Christmas to all and apologies (mostly to myself) for not blogging more. I've been going through some soul searching since the last blog post which warrants a whole other blog onto itself but I've burdened most of you about those issues over and over again and well, I won't bring it up again.

I'm home in Atlanta for the holidays where I've been battling the worse flu I've had since college. Yesterday, I got 5 txt messages from various people, all with "Merry Christmas" or the like. I thought, "Wow, thanks." But then I thought, "Wait a minute, is this what we've come to?"

None of the messages (like the one above) were sent with any kind of personalization. I figured each one was done by typing in "Merry Christmas" and then sent to pretty much everyone in their phone book. (Never mind me being able to do this, since the iPhone won't allow for a message to be sent to multiple people).

I don't recall getting mass Christmas wishes last year on my phone but it was a surprise that I got 5 of 'em this year. Have we become so lazy and impersonal that we're now sending "Merry Xmas" messages over SMS?

Before, if you were to BCC people on an e-mail letter and sent out a generic warm wishes e-mail, it would look really lame. Heck, even sending out Christmas cards with just your name signed at the bottom was once frowned upon.

Now mass SMS wishes?

I'm waiting for the day where sending mass TXT messages to your friends about the birth of your child becomes the norm...

So....where are you?

Do you ever what happened to people in your past?

I had one of those lucid dreams the other night where I woke up and for three seconds, believed that everything that happened in the dream actually happened. I won't go into the details in regards to the dream because quite frankly, I don't really remember what it was about.

But a friend whom I haven't thought about in about a year popped up in it. I haven't spoken to her in over a year and the last time I saw her was the only time I had seen in her about two years.

We were friends when I was in college and interned in NYC. We were friends towards the end of my internship and when I went back to college, we continued correspondence on the phone and IM. But when I graduated, she moved out of the city and I moved in and she started a new career and gradually, we just lost touch, which was a shame because I loved chatting with her. I used to say that summer that she was like a big sister to me, giving advice and looking out for my best interests.

That dream for some reason has stuck with me all day. It's like when you hear a jingle or a line from a movie and it gets stuck with you right until the moment you Google the answer. How's she doing? What is she up to now? I've made a few attempts to get in contact with her but nothing really panned out.

And then I got to thinking about other people in my past. See, between 5th and 12th grade, I had never stayed in the same school for more than two years. Between junior high and high school, I went to three different schools in three different states. In college, I spent 2 of those summers in two different cities with vastly different jobs.

It's weird because I've been accussed of both thinking I'm closer to people than I really am, and I've also been accused of being too cold to people around me. When I think about the vast number of acquaintances (to say the least) that I've encountered over the years, I wonder how one defines how many of them were actually "friends"?

In any case, I've gone through my memory bank and have searched for as many people as I can on Facebook. I've found some of them and we're now "connected" again, if only through an online social network. I may not know anything more about them other than just what's on their Facebook profile.

But it's good to know that I virtually know them again.

So if I haven't heard from you in a while, drop me a line. I'm all ears.

Tony Almeida: Back from the Dead

O.K., are you kidding me?

We all know that last season's "24" was by far its weakest season. And when I say its weakest season, I don't mean it was slightly bad compared to its full history. It was really bad. So you would think that they'd learn their lesson and try to come up with something better for Day 7.

Well, if you watch this trailer for the upcoming season, you'd find out that not only are they bringing Tony Almeida back...they're making him the bad guy! Or so it seems...

I like the character of Tony Almeida. I was sad when they supposedly killed him off the first time. But bringing him back is another indication that the producers have run out of ideas, and to make him potentially the baddie this year is even more ridiculous.

I'm really hoping that it'll be one of those things where Tony is misunderstood and that he's actually trying to be a hero in a sort of warped way. I don't know. But I do hope they have a damn good explanation for all this. Otherwise, "Lost" will have replaced "24" as my all-time favorite drama.

Threats from an Oscar actress

I'm sure she said it in a jokingly manner (or at least I think she did) but from my phone conversation with Marcia Gay Harden (the Academy Award winning actress from "Pollock" and nominated for films such as "Mystic River" as well)

"Don't put those words in my mouth. I'm going to smack you."

"Are you twelve? You sound like you're twelve."

This goes along with the classics:

"I'm sorry, the way you just said that sounded funny." - Angelina Jolie

Me: "Hi, I'm Thomas Chau"

TOMMY LEE JONES: "Who?"

Dining in the Dark Insomnia

It's 4 a.m. Sunday morning and I have about 4 hours until I have to wake up to do interviews for "Love in the Time of Cholera." Due to my bad weekend habits, I can't go to sleep at all and staring in the dark in my ridiculously tiny studio has me recalling something I did two nights ago. Maybe it's that sense memory perception thing or something. Since there seems to be no chance of me falling asleep anytime soon, I thought it'd be nice to break out the 'ol blog again...

So to promote the movie "30 Days of Night," Sony Pictures invited members of the press to do this thing called "Dinner in the Dark." I had heard of "Dinner in the Dark" in LA because on the reality TV show "Hell's Kitchen," one team won a challenge competition and got to experience "Dinner in the Dark" in the L.A. branch of the restaurant. In a nutshell, it's this weird, strange idea where they lead you into a PITCH (absolutely pitch) black room with ZERO light and you are to eat, talk with people, and drink as you would in a restaurant but without the use of sight. The idea is that by eliminating one of your five sense, your other senses - especially taste and smell - would be subsequently heightened.

The studio had flown in the cooks and waiters to the Regency Hotel. Usually, if you do this in L.A., you have to make a reservation weeks in advance and a meal costs $99+tax per person. I'm sure Sony thought it would make for this nice little story for the press - how we all sat through a movie about vampires preying on an isolated Alaskan town where in the winter, darkness falls for 30 days. (Fun Fact: In actuality, Bristow, Alaska is shrouded in 55 days of darkness during the winter.) A good number of press folks showed up for the dinner but hilariously, very few of them showed up to do interviews the next day. (P.S. The movie sucked.)

The usual web movie geeks had already seen the movie because there was a cocktail party for the film the week before but I had opted to wait for the Dinner in the Dark thing. Some of the usual press folks I know did the dinner as well but for the most part, everyone there were members of other press outlets (radio, TV, print, etc...) who I don't usually chat with. So for the most part, going into this thing, I was pretty much alone in a group of about 100 strangers.

The bus pulled up at the Regency Hotel and we were led into a gathering room before the dinner began. They were serving Bloody Marys there (get it?) and everyone thought we were going to eat soon.

But no. We got a lecture from a professor: a professor who teaches a course in vampires at the University of Texas. It's unfortunate that I don't remember his talking points but for 15-20 minutes he tried to relate the history of vampires in film as it related to "30 Days of Night" then tried to draw comparisons between vampires attacking an Alaskan oil town to the Bush administration attacking Iraq. Yeah, I think it's a bit of a reach, but it was interesting nonetheless. I also later learned that his syllabus at UT includes watching the 1922 film "Nosferatu" all the way to the 2006 Russian film "Daywatch." He say to me, however, that next year's syllabus will have "30 Days of Night". How unfortunate for those kids.

Anyway so the dinner was about to begin. We were randomly divided into groups of ten. I was towards the front of the line and so I knew the two people ahead of me. I, however, had no idea who the people behind me were. Keep in mind, most of the people in the room were strangers anyway. We were asked to turn in our cell phones and any watches that might glow in the dark or give off light so that it would not ruin the experience for those hoping for a pure, dark experience. We were instructed to place our hands on the shoulder of the person in front of us so that when we were being led into the pitch black dining room, we would not get lost.

Now, I've been in the Regency Hotel ballroom many times before so I thought that if I had gone in there in pitch black, I would have known how to get out of there if need be. But as we were first led into the room, I noticed that we were making all sorts of turns. The waiter for my group of 10 described what we were going through as a maze of sorts, which made me realize the idea was the disorient us from trying to figure out exactly where our table would be in relation to the door we had just walked through.

Upon entering the dining room and as the last ray of light disappeared behind me, you could immediately get a sense of the craziness of the concept. People were giggling and laughing while taking baby steps, as we kept bumping into tables left and right of us. I don't remember the last time I was in any room or situation where it was pitch black and being immersed in that total darkness was kind of a nervous but freeing feeling at the same time. There were some people who couldn't handle it and I could hear behind me people saying, "I can't do this. This is too freaky, I got to get out of here."

So as we made our way to the table after what seemed like an eternity, the first person was asked to find and feel their way to their chair, and each of us behind him would have to feel for the chair to the right of the person. As soon as the shoulder in front of me let go of my hand, I (and leading the 3 other people behind me) made my way to find my chair and luckily, did so without incident. I had my messenger bag with me and so as to not lose it or not to have to feel my way around for it, I clutched onto it and placed it in my lap so I would know exactly where it was at all times.

We sat down and heard from our waiter:

"Hi, my name is Michael and I'll be your waiter. Your salad is in front of you."

Eh? I felt around in front of me and sure enough, there was a plate of salad. I then felt around for the forks and like any typical dining setup, the forks were of course to the left of the salad plate and the knife was to the right.

"Anyone know if there is any bread?" asked one guy.

"Yeah, I think there is. I feel it in front of me." said one lady.

There was almost a moment where it seemed like - however cheesy this sounds - that we were all in this together, and that we'd have to work together verbally and physically to get anything done. So in figuring out who had the bread, we had to vocally call out who had the bread and pass it directly to the left. When the bread got to me, I had unknowingly grabbed the whole roll for myself. When I passed it to the woman next to me, she goes:

"I don't think there's any bread left."

I kept my mouth closed. Funny enough, it's something you can get away with, just not seeing things. And the butter? Someone asked about the butter.

"Uh, I wouldn't even try that" someone laughed.

And so as we passed the butter, the lady next to me yells

"I totally just got my hand in butter!"

And that was pretty much the rest of the night. The idea that we couldn't see each other or anything was a freeing experience and in doing so, people started acting more and more silly as the night went on. Maybe it was the wine too, I don't know. But other tables started singing cheesy hair metal '80s songs and the phrase "This is just weird" was uttered over and over and over again.

Eating in total darkness wasn't tough at all, although I could never tell whether I had actually cleaned my plate or not. We were served the salad first, then an entree of boneless chicken with string beans, sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes. I didn't bother using a knife at all so I was using my fork to do everything - cut my chicken, scoop the potatoes and find the string beans. All the while, I kept a visual imprint in my head as to where my diet coke was in relation to my plate, in relation to my glass of water, in relation to my napkin. It was funny how easily and quickly I was able to adapt to figuring out the layout of what was in front of me and around me. Did you ever see "Daredevil"? When Ben Affleck uses sound to figure out the outlines of objects in front of him? That's what I felt like I was doing. As the night went on, I knew the people and where they were, I knew where utensils, food, plates were and I could tell whenever the waiter walked by me. All your senses really do become heightened as a result of not being able to see.

Going back to the "freeing" aspect of the dinner, what's funny was that we had all these open conversations with one another and not only were most of us strangers, but we also didn't really know who we were talking to or what they looked like. The girl sitting next to me was talking about her ex-boyfriend and I was listening and responding. But do I know who she is? Absolutely not.

So that was that. I left after finishing desert (which was a lemon tart pie thing) which must've been about an hour and a half later. If you guys ever get a chance to do it, I'd recommend it, although if you're in there for too long, it can get a bit paranoid. But it was definitely an experience and definitely one that I think should be tried at least once in one's lifetime.

iPhone: Best Gadget Ever

On Wednesday September 5th, as Steve Jobs was delivering his keynote speech, I was listening to what he had to say about the new iPods. I was expecting new top-of-the-line products as Apple always delivers. But a $200 price cut? That was enough to get me to run out of the office during work to the Apple Store on 5th Ave. to buy an iPhone.

Many of you know that all summer I had talked over and over and over about wanting to get one. But two factors stood in the way: 1) Price and 2) I was still under contract with Sprint until August 17th.

So that was that and I had expected that I'd wait until next year to buy whatever iPhone 2.0 would be. But a $200 price cut was too good to pass up and since I rationalized that I did not do anything for myself for my birthday, an iPhone would be a perfect gift for myself.

Two weeks have gone by and I've used the iPhone pretty much to its full potential. And I gotta say:

IT'S THE BEST DAMN GADGET I'VE EVER BOUGHT

More so than my PSP, XBOX 360, PS3, Nintendo Wii, Treo 650, hell, even my old Tivo box that I use to rave about. Notice I didn't say that it's the most perfect gadget I've ever bought. It has its flaws and the flaws are pretty apparent once you get to know it. But here's my basic overall review:

• It's Sexy - I find myself constantly wanting to rub off the smudges and smooth out any scratches on it. It's sleek, it's thin and looks great, better than any other phone that I've owned.



• Phone - The phone part of it isn't its strongest point. I really wish the earpiece volume was a tad bit louder because a soft volume walking down the street in New York City doesn't really help. It's not impossible to hear and in a quiet environment, like my apartment, it's more than adequate. It just needs to have that extra umph in a loud city like NYC.



• iPod video/music - Oh man is this a sexy iPod. I love being able to flip through covers and tapping on music. The other day, I kept ripping DVDs and now I have 300 megabytes of music on the device and now 6 gigs of video including NewsRadio, The Office episodes as well as films like "Jerry Maguire" and "The Man Who Wasn't There."



• Internet Device - The web browser is great. I like being able to view REAL websites and not half-assed versions of them on what you see on smartphones. I've already bought a DVD through Amazon on the iPhone, I've managed my fantasy football team last week and I've sent instant messages through online IM web chat. Just marvelous.



• Keyboard - For months, I was skeptical about using the keyboard on the touchpad. And it took a few days to get used to but now, I feel like I'm a pro on it, as good as I was on the Treo. Just watch me type "How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood."

As more updates and hacks are released for the iPhone, I'm sure I'll get more use out of it in the coming weeks. I'm absolutely looking forward to iPhone 2.0 as well. Steve Jobs, thanks for this wonderful product.

A summer of, well, experiences

I entered this blog address knowing that it had been a while since I last posted anything but I had no idea the last time was May 20, 2007 when I had went on about one of my favorite TV shows, "The Shield," right after its season finale. I guess it was right at the beginning of summer and so, well, I got lazy about writing anything.

But now that summer is slowly fading into the darkness once again, I thought I'd jot something briefly about my summer.

It was an eventful summer but then again, it wasn't. I know that doesn't make any sense but hear me out: my summers are usually filled with disappointment in that I usually make a checklist of things I want to accomplish and I end up usually not doing any of them. Well, same thing happened again for the most part. But a lot of unexpected things did happen which I guess made me grow up a little bit as a person. So here we go:

• Mourning Loved Ones - Up until this summer, I had never been to a funeral, let alone lose someone that I knew. However, in the course of just four weeks, I attended two funerals, one for someone I considered a friend and another for a good friend's sister. I wrote an obituary for Dan Epstein on CineCon, something which I put a lot of time into considering out of all the movie web geeks that I know in the City, he was the one whom I knew the longest. As for my friend's sister, I unfortunately didn't know her that well but knew how much she meant to her big brother and given that she had just graduated from college and was celebrating her birthday just a week earlier with her family, it was just a hearbreaking set of events. Dan, Kathy: I hope you're both in a better place and we'll all miss you.


• Augh, I'm stuck in Midtown West for ANOTHER year! - One of my goals this summer was to move out. And guess what? After searching in Manhattan, Long Island City, Brooklyn...I'm once again dealing with Times Square tourists outside my apartment.


• Dated a blonde French girl! - I didn't see that one coming.


• Once again, I waste my half day Fridays - Last year I kicked myself for not taking any weekends off to leave New York City since my job gave me half day Fridays. Well, we got half day Fridays this year. And once again, I confined myself to New York City for the most part for three months. NEXT year...oh who am I kidding.


• The College Gang - I did, however, get to see a lot more of my friends this summer, something I was pleased with. Cornell A9/A10 guys - I miss y'all.

Well, those were the things that stuck out in my mind. I'm sure I could name more stuff but it's 11 pm on a Friday and I'm ridiculously tired. I'm going to make it a point to start jotting thoughts here again.

I promise.

Why I Love "The Shield"

O.K. so it's not really "underrated" given that it's won the Golden Globe for Best Drama on TV and Best Lead Actor in a Television Series. With all the shows that I go nuts over - "24," "Lost," "Prison Break" - I'm usually chatting away about the last episode during the morning after. "The Shield," however, is an exception. There isn't a single soul I know who watches that show and so in my own little world, it's as if I'm the only who appreciates it.

I got into "The Shield" just before Season 3 started in 2004. That was when I was in Jersey and had the days to myself to pretty much do nothing, A friend of mine, Jon, in L.A. recommended that I take a look into the show when a conversation about boredom came up. So I got Season 2 of the show from a friend and started watching from there. As Season 3 started airing, I had to download each episode online and watch alone in my studio basement in Jersey. As timing worked out, I crashed in L.A. with Jon during the "Spider-Man 2" junket and he had a "Shield" Season 3 season finale party. That was the last time I had ever watched the show with another person and certainly, the last time I ever talked about the show with other people.

The last couple of seasons have come and gone. That's the weird thing about me and "The Shield." Whenever "24" or "Lost" starts up, I usually make a spectacle of it, usually even if it's just for me. And that high goes on for 8-9 months, depending on how the show is scheduled. But "The Shield"? Well, it airs on the FX network and usually I don't watch anything on FX which means I don't even catch the commercials advertising that it's on. So there have actually been one or two years that I didn't even know the show was starting up again. Also, a season for "The Shield" usually runs 10-13 episodes, which means that the continuing saga of Vic Mackey and the Strike Team only runs for two or three months before the show vanishes into obscurity for me.

Last week, Best Buy had a deal for the Season 1 DVD set and since I had never seen Season 1, I purchased it and for the past week, have gone through all the episodes in its debut season. When I was finished, I found myself popping in Season 2 afterwards and so far, I'm just about done and will start rewatching Season 3 again.

"The Shield" is one of the most unique shows on television. Although I have never seen "The Wire" or "The Sopranos," it has a similar theme: people in power that cross moral lines in their daily lives. "The Shield" isn't glamorous or high budget. Camera shots are usually shaky with a lot of film grain. Actors are unknown and made up to be uglier than they actually are. That's what I think I love so much about the show; it doesn't aim to please a mass audience. Glenn Close, Forrest Whitaker and Anthony Anderson are really the only name actors that have ever been on the show. The suspects, criminals, officers are of different races, sizes, age. And the writing for the show is absolutely top notch. We're on Season 6 now and if you watch every episode since the Pilot episode during Season 1, you will see that creator Shawn Ryan has crafted an intricate storyline centered around a cop who makes tough choices everyday. And since Vic has usually gotten away with a lot of the things he's pulled off in earlier years, this year has proved more gutsy in that the consequences for many of his actions - including a major shocker in the show's pilot - are starting to manifest themselves.

So this summer, if you find yourself seeking a great television show with everyone on reruns, holler at me. I'll send Seasons 1 -4 your way.

Unfortunate (and hilarious)

Please do yourself a favor and watch this 17 second clip:

Anagrams for my name

I went to the website: http://wordsmith.org/anagram/ to find all anagrams of my name "Thomas Chau" and some interesting ones came up:

• A Cash Mouth
• A Macho Tush
• A Cat Hums "Ho"
• Cash Ham Out

and the funniest...

• Aha, cum shot!

I did it!

I did it! I finally beat "Crackdown".

Silence is Golden...

Well, not always...

David Spade still got it

"David Hasselhoff says he deliberately videotaped himself drunk to provide a warning to others with a drinking problem. This is in addition to the thousands of hours of videotape Hasselhoff has provided as a warning to those with an acting problem."

"In an interview with Elle magazine, Richard Gere said he loved the "freshness and intelligence" of Playboy models when he was a kid. Yeah, and he loved the gerbil for its kindness and wit."

"In a surprising move, MTV president Lois Curren abruptly stepped down this week, after working at the network for nine years and watching five minutes of Nick Cannon's "Short Circuitz.""

"An obsessed Sandra Bullock fan has tried to run over her husband,"Monster Garage" host Jesse James.The most shocking part of the story is that there's still an obsessed Sandra Bullock fan."

"Fall Out Boy's Pete Wentz said he gets under eye circles so he just puts on eye makeup and lets it all blur together. In related news, Pete Wentz has no idea he's a douchebag. "

"Eric Bana was uninjured after crashing his car into some trees during a road rally in Australia. The collision was reported to be watchable, but not all that interesting."


More funnies at my new favorite blog, theshowbizshow.com

My take on "Spider-Man 3"...

Almost Spidey time

Just a few hours away from "Spider-Man 3." Been looking forward to this for three years now. I'm also curious to see all of the filming I witnessed last Memorial Day in action.

Have you heard Linkin Park's new one?

It's Sunday night and like any Sunday night, I messed up my sleep schedule completely from the weekend so I'm having trouble sleeping. A little music always helps and I am putting on Linkin Park's latest. Have you heard it? It's good.

Hooked on "Guitar Hero II"

Last Sunday, after visiting a friend of a friend's apartment, I got to try out "Guitar Hero II" on the XBOX360. I used to think, "What's the point?" Turns out that it's one of the most fun games I've ever played.

I learned that the game isn't limited to just a select few or music lovers and/or non-lovers; everyone wants to get involved. Even friends of mine who play the guitar legitimately find themselves having fun with it.

After a week, I've gotten through all the songs that are available on "Easy" and I'm done with all the songs EXCEPT one for the "Medium" difficulty; I can't get past "Free Bird." It's the last song and supposedly the hardest song and that long-ass guitar solo has me stuck.

The songs I seem to be the best at are "Possum Kingdom" by the Toadies (one of my all-time favorite alternative songs from the '90s), "Sweet Child of Mine" by Guns N Roses and "Message in a Bottle" by the Police.

A tourist by night

Over the years, I've gotten a lot of comments from you guys about my apartment location and how weird and bizarre it is. I'm telling you: I like where I live. I like being near Times Square, near all the theaters and most importantly, being near work.

The other night, it grew uncomfortably warm in my apartment, as I won't have air conditioning until early May I'm told. So I decided to walk around my area for a bit and below was a rough timeline:

8:15 p.m. - Left my apartment after napping and waking up drenched in sweat.

8:20 p.m. - I walked into the Whole Foods Market at the Time Warner Center at Columbus Circle hoping to get food there but as always, the line to check stuff out is incredibly long and I was incredibly hungry.

8:25 p.m. - Walked across street to the Subway there and got a Sweet Onion Chicken Teriyaki sandwich. All the tables were taken and since it was a nice night out, I decided to eat underneath that statue of Christopher Columbus overlooking Central Park.

8:35 p.m. - Anderson Cooper walks by Central Park, looked to be in a hurry to get somewhere.

8:45 p.m. - Still not wanting to go back to my apartment, I decided to hit up Times Square to see what's going on.

8:50 p.m. - In Times Square, a nice European couple (couldn't make out their accents) ask if I would help them take a photo of them in front of a Microsoft billboard. I help them.

8:52 p.m. - I walk into the Virgin megastore after hearing Linkin Park's new single blasting on the intercom. Inside, I check out the video games, the comedy CDs section and theDVD section. Of particular interest to me were the cult horror grindhouse DVDs that I never knew existed. After watching "Grind House," I've become fascinated with the smut-ridden, guilty pleasure exploitation films of the '70s that once polluted Times Square and 8th avenue where I lived. I check out DVDs with such titles as "Blood Feast," "The Gore Gore Girls," "I Spit On Your Grave" and "Zombies of Erotic Islands." Just weird, weird stuff.

9:10 p.m. - After leaving the Virgin Megastore, I go next door to Toys R' Us which I used to hit up everytime I was in the area and bored. This tradition has gone way back to 2002, when I first discovered the place when I was forced to work there for a Care Bears PR event for a summer internship. It's one of the few places in NYC that you can browse around, not buy anything, and not feel guilty about it. Anyway, I hit up the video games section and there, to my surprise, they had piles of Wiis and PS3s to sell.

9:35 p.m. - I leave Toys 'R Us and decide to pay $3 for an overprice ice cream cone from the Mr. Softie (or whatever it's called) truck. For some reason, I like the vanilla ice cream cone with rainbow sprinkles.

9:37 p.m. - On my way back home, not one or two but three scientologists harass me with flyers.

Anyway, the point of this whole post is that while nothing particularly interesting or extraordinary happened, there are people that spend weeks or months planning a vacation surrounding what is pretty much my backyard and neighborhood.

I just love how dynamic my area is. Those of you who know me well know how easily I fall into boredom and Midtown West, Hell's Kitchen, Times Square - whatever you want to classify my neighborhood - it's just an ever constant motion of new people and new people excited to be where they are and every now and then, I get to share in that just by seeing it on their faces.

And that's what gets me about it.

Later,

~ T.C.

I'm wishy-washy

After deciding to create a blog on MySpace, I have decided to change my mind after less than a week and create my personal blog on BlogSpot. It's a great tool for anyone who's looking to get into this sort of thing. Anyone with a GMail or Google account can do it.

So...expect to hear my ramblings here instead.

Later,
T.C.