Hi-Def Porn

As many of you know, last November, Sony released a new video game system the PS3 (Play Station Three). Not only does it have the ability to play games with "Next Generation" graphics but it also is blue-ray capable.

Blue-Ray seems to be the wave of the future. Not only does it produce images in hi-definition, but it also has a much larger memory capacity, allowing for more movies, more extras, more hours to watch, etc.

Just like the wars between Beta's and VHS ... there is a new war between Xbox 360s HD dvds and Sony's Blue ray ... and Sony is about to change all that.

VHS won the war back in yesteryear when they started producing Porn ... and Sony is fixing to jump on that band wagon.

According to PC world, Japanese porn producers have began exclusively using Blue-Ray for their movies. Originally, Microsoft won the porn war in America because HD DvD's are cheaper and easier to mass produce, plus children companies ... like Disney ... refused to work with companies that were producing porn, so Sony won the Disney market.

However, in Japan, they are taking a different approach. The porn companies are working with disc-pressing companies in Taiwan, and Sony is selling their discs to those disc-pressing companies. By selling discs to these people, Sony stays out of the way of the porn industry while still reaping the benefits.

There's the back story ... now here is why I'm writing about this:

Why would anyone want to watch porn in HD? Guys (or girls) can now see stretch marks in HD, ingrown hairs in HD, cellulite in HD, and Penis/ball sac in HD. And I don't know about the rest of you girls ... but the penis/ball sac is not the most attractive aspect of the male anatomy.

I can't imagine how this would be a good thing to watch! I mean, let's think about the porn market. Normally, it's either kids that get a hold of some porn from a friend, guys that can't get the real thing, girls that are curious, girls that can't get the real thing, or guys and girls that want to add a bit of "spice" to their relationship. Wouldn't HD porn scare these people away!??!?!

Or who knows, maybe HD porn will knock these porn stars back down to size. Maybe this will cause guys to realize that even porn stars have their flaws ... who knows maybe this could be a WIN for Girls everywhere!

Thoughts?

Reality Bytes

Here's a little confession for you ... I L.O.V.E. reality shows. I like shows like So You Think You Can Dance and American Idol ... but I REALLY enjoy watching all those horrible shows that have a bunch of people in the house and Drama after Drama after Drama. ESPECIALLY with dating shows.

Well, I mean, I haven't really gotten into the bachelor or anything like that but, I just can't stop watching Rock of Love. That show CRACKS me up! Those girls are so catty ... it's like watching a train wreck. I sit there in front of the TV with my mouth open just watching how horrible these girls are to each other. Sometimes ... I want to find out where these girls live and go and kill them because I think that they are so freaking stupid! But I keep watching!

I also love watching Bridezilla. I could sit around and laugh at that show for hours ... those girls get so worked up over NOTHING! They are so crazy for no reason what so ever! And honestly, I doubt that their marriages last very long because even their husband says horrible things about them! This one that I was watching last night ... the guy was helping set up stuff and was like "This is (name)'s face right here" as he was hammering something into the ground. There needs to be some serious re-evaluation in that relationship.

Oh! And My Super Sweet 16. I wish that I could find those kids years later when everything isn't always given to them on a silver platter and see how bad their life sucks. Those kids are so absolutely selfish and can only think about themselves ... and it's all the parents fault! I refuse to raise my children like that!! Apparently, there is a movie out now on DvD about Super Sweet 16 ... but in the commercial the girls are like "Oh, and we'll have everyone bring toys so that we can donate them to other children ... because THAT is what having a party is all about." Except that is NOT what the actual kids that are throwing these parties are thinking. All the do is cry because they don't get a Bentley, or their parents say "no" to their idea about going overseas for a year of HIGH SCHOOl. It always works out in the end to their advantage though ... which just makes it worse, because they think that forever will they be able to cry about something and get their way. Stupid Stupid Stupid kids.

But yeah, I can't stop watching them! It's just great entertainment ... maybe it's because I'm nosy and I like to know what's going on in other people's worlds ... I don't really know. But whatever it is ... Reality TV is the best thing to happen to my nightly shows!!

Alone?

Okay. So, the reason that I have this blog ... besides talking about fun and humerus things ... is to also talk about things that bother me ... or things that I've experienced. (As long as they aren't boring stupid things like what I do every day).

I havn't told anyone this. Well, actually ... I've mentioned it to Aaron and I've mentioned it to Jessica ... neither read the blog ... nor will they ever probably will read the blog. I'm not sure why I dreamed this last night. Normally, when it happens ... it's because something is pressing on me ... or I'm stressed out about something ... and He usually always makes me feel better. I honestly don't know what to think about this.

Maybe, I guess ... I should start from the beginning:

A long time ago, when I was sixteen ... I dated this guy, Ryan. Even though we only dated for three months, which hell ... was basically a lifetime for some people back in high school, We were always pretty close after that. We could tell each other anything, he would sometimes come over even after we weren't together and we'd talk almost all night long. I guess that I can say that he was my first "Love." I lost my virginity to him, and like they always say "He will always have a place in your heart" and he does. He was a real great guy ... he just was kind of in with the wrong crowd. He was very smart, funny, and really good looking ... but the pull of his friend's and drugs pulled us further and further apart, even after we were already broke up. But weeks or maybe even months later, he'd come back around and we'd spend some time with each other again.

My senior year of high school that all changed ... and I can remember almost exactly everything that happened leading up to the news ... and hours after the fact. I had gotten up early, had even put makeup on ... which was a serious rarity. I found a good parking spot at school ... and was making my way in when a couple of people that I was mutually friends with came out of the doors to the school. I smiled and waved to Jon and his face immediately dropped and he muttered, "Oh Rachel." He stopped me from walking inside and starting telling me what had happened. "Ryan got into a car accident last night, Rachel." "Well, is he okay?" ... "No, No ... he's not. Rachel, Ryan is dead." I remember saying "Oh. Okay." and pushed past them making my way back into the hallway. I went straight to my locker, grabbed the books that I was going to need for the my first few classes and went to my first class, an Aide Period with Mrs. Knight. The class had just began ... and I quietly walked in and set my books down, sat down at her desk and let out a sigh. She immediately said "I'll be right back class ... and quickly moved through the classroom, took me by the hand and led me outside. I immediately started crying with her arms wrapped around me as she muttered soothing things. Eventually she told me that my friends were looking for me, and told me to wait in the other room until they got there. The day carried on ... I stayed in school even though alot of people that I didn't think should have went home did. I attended the funeral, and was actually asked to sit with Ryan's Dad and Florenda and their kids. I was fine throughout the funeral and the burial and everything. It wasn't until I got home that night that I sat and cried and cried and cried for one of my best friends.

Now for the relevance of this story:
Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I'm completely insane. But I honestly don't care what you think of me. Every day of my life ... I think about Ryan. Every single day. Whether it's a song that I hear on the radio that he always liked, a song that I think that he would like, a movie that we watched together .... whatever it is ... I always think of him. Eventually, I started dreaming about him ... I would dream that he would come and sit on the bed and I would sit up and he would tell me that "He was fine, that everything was okay, that he was taken care of, and that he loved me." But once I moved up to Spring ... the dreams became more real. I started dreaming that we would have long conversations about things that were going on in my life. I told him about getting married, I explained how things were really stressful and all the different reasons why. He would make me laugh, he would tell me that everything was okay, and that he was extremely happy for me. Every time I wake up from a dream with him in it ... I smile.

Until last night:
Last night ... I kept looking for Ryan. I was dreaming about the spots that we always meet at. He recently has begun showing up in a pool or a beach like setting, and we sit on lounge chairs and watch the water while we laugh and talk. But he wasn't there. He never showed up at all. The entire dream was me trying to find him and not being able to ... and I woke up with tears in my eyes and a knot in the pit of my stomach.

What does that mean?