They’re everywhere nowadays, if you bother to keep up with it. I’m talking about idol dramas, which are the craze in Taiwan currently. Ever since F4 and their Meteor Garden popped up, now idol dramas are just sprouting out from nowhere. Although the story lines are all about the same, somehow people just keep watching. It’s pretty unfair, banking on teenage/adolescent hormones to gain popularity. Poor young innocent girls who spend practically all their time idolising those celebs to the point of chasing them around everywhere. Technically, even I am guilty of idol drama fever sometimes (refer to previous post) but of course, my obsession is pretty harmless compared to some other cases I’ve heard of.
In my own defense, I only prefer series with a good central theme to it. That explains why I like Ji Su Chuan Shuo anyway. It’s about car racing, which I quite fancy, albeit with a lot of vengeance in it. Come to think of it, it’s a little like My MVP Valentine, which is about basketball. Sometimes, shows that just go on and on with drama minus action just bore me to death. That happens easily when your father and brother are sports freaks and your mother practically doesn’t watch TV. Bleh.
Apart from all the little charming observations I made from my life, I found a few jokes in a magazine. They called them tragi-comedies. Yeah, that really describes my life now. A tradi-comedy. Here are a few:
- The average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez oil spill in Alaska was $80,000. At a special ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were released back into the wild amid cheers and applause from the onlookers. A minute later, in full view of the spectators, they were both eaten by a killer whale. (Might as well just spend the money on a Porsche or something.)
- A psychology student in New York rented out her spare room to a carpenter in order to nag him constantly and study his reactions. After weeks of needling, he snapped and beat her repeatedly with an axe leaving her mentally retarded. (Makes me think twice about studying psychology, huh?)
- In 1992, Frank Perkins of Los Angeles made an attempt on the world flagpole-sitting record. Suffering from the flu, he came down eight hours short of the 400 day record, his sponsor had gome bust, his girlfriend had left him, and his phone and electricity had been cut off. (Flagpole-sitting? That’s just sad.)
- A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen, shaking frantically with what looked like a wire running from his waist towards the electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current, she whacked him with a handy plank of wood by the back door, breaking his arm in two places. Until that moment, he had been happoly listening to his walkman. (Lesson in life: never marry bimbos. Blind ones, at that.)
- Two animal rights protestors were protesting at the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn, Germany. Suddenly, the pigs, all two thousand of them, escaped through a broken fence and stampeded, trampling the two hapless protestors to death. (That’s why more people protest for trees than for animals.)