La Plog© *fun-extracted version*

Below is an edited version of the original I had post up a few days ago. It's my brother. He appointed himself to be the "one-time accidental" editor of this page, MY page, (the nerve of some brothers, I know) and advised me to withdraw and keep some details undisclosed, for now. - no matter how fun the reading pleasure this entry provides. (I can't help but to sense the sarcasm in his voice when he said that.) He has my best interest at heart and I should then follow whatever's advised by him. :s I'm obviously agreeing, now that this post is no longer the original (think I've misplaced my backbone.) He did say that i've got a good idea and should capitalise on it when I do have the opportunity, Insya Allah. And he said that with much conviction, no less. So with that in mind, I'm having trouble sleeping. The "what if" is too much of a possibility for me to ignore. So guys, I am keeping some details P&C after all. To read further, you need to use your imagination with this one.

I had a conversation with my bro the other night about how I'd love to own a laptop, over a highly-priced dinner at MacD's. :s (I can't help but feel Ronald and gang are making clowns of us each time i go there with the damn X happy meals they serve. (happiness more for them than us, I think). The punchline? We always go back for more... :(

The conversation started coz the lady sitting next to our table was happily surfing on one. Typical case of "I want what she has". I noticed, while talking with bro, how Gji was counting to 100 to herself. (y? because she can, and the fact that we're having adult talk at that moment and she's on self-distract mode.) She looked so content.
That's the thing abt childhood. So much to learn, many things to discover. Counting to 100 is an achievement that you can declare with pride - "asha..asha. I can count to 100 u know. My papa thought me." You dun have a need for fancy gadgets and you certainly dun hope to own a laptop. But children we are no more, and I do want a laptop coz counting to 100 just doesn't bring me as much contentment and happiness as it does Gji. I wish it still would though coz then I wouldn't be tempted to spend big bucks.

"What do u need a laptop for?? I need one. Not you...." cries the ever needy bigbrother o'mine.
"You're just gona blog and stuff...", continues the bro, "unlike me. I'm gonna fully utilise the...bla..bla...."
little did he know, lil' sis has long left the conversation.

But he is right - I'm just gonna write and stuff ("stuff" in this case=watching DVDs & VCDs). That is gonna be a waste of a good laptop I admit. What I need is a tool solely for the purpose of writing your heart out anytime, anywhere you feel like . Imagine how cool it would be for you to whip out the gadget at the beach, void deck, library, at the kopi house and just sit ur ass at a corner (it has to be a corner. Good writing fengshui) and just get lost in a world of words. Hours spent waiting for that darn chronic late-comer friend will be more bearable. Just missed the bus? It's ok. Simply whip out the gadget and type,type,type ur frustrations away. Obviously you can also spend waiting for that next bus sms-ing your friends or listening to songs on ur mp3 and there's always dzikhir that you can say, but I'm just suggesting this could be another alternate way for us to spend our idle time.

a view of contentment at the park. Such bliss!

Like a person without a laptop, I sometimes go back to basics to pen my thoughts down on a piece of paper. Nothing wrong with that really but it can be rather "un-neat".
My handwriting/scribbles would make every doctor proud. Plus, like the unorganised person that I am, I tend to lose these pieces of paper after. tsk. Why this invention is not thought of yet is a wonder to me. In my opinion, it's existance is long overdue. If you happen to be an IT geek, no cancel that, dun think insulting the ppl you wanna seek help from will get you the desired results. So, if you happen to be rather good-looking coupled with an inviting personality and a genious at IT to boot, invent this gadget already. You'll just be sitting on a goldmine, if you don't. (Oh yah, bonus points if you happen to be Japanese.)

I can hear you cycnicals (aka baby) go,"why do u want something for 1 function only??Furthermore, tools like the pda, palmtop and even mobile phones already have blogging functions included." Kek will then add on with "This is a lame discussion. I dun wanna hear it. I dun even wanna read about it if you do post this up. It's that lame." followed by cackling by Ah Lynn and Misha in the background. :S But ladies, you look but you don't see. (insert a whole colourfully illustrated paragraph stating the convenience of the gadget here. ):

<-- yah. this looks so0o0o0o comfortable.
My shoulder's are aching just looking at the poor guy.

It can be tagged with the boring "Lap Log" for the obvious reason. Or you could fuse the words together and call it "Laplog"( to read quicker). Or you could also add a french twist to the fused word and call it La Plog.( to pucker the mouth when reading so it would sound " ler ploog" rather that "ler plog".) Brings the classy factor up a few notches coz of the french sounding name (even though the guys' who's gonna eventually invent this hails from Japan). Maybe then I can get 1 for my dear Dol as a pressie coz we all know she also has thoughts in her head worth jotting down and posting up. Plus, Dol's classy. Wahahaaaa!! The art of subtlety, dol. ;) haaaha.
introducing...... La Plog! =)

(Insert gadget's description here written with much details, you can almost type on it already.) I welcome this invention with open arms and I will not be the only one. And I dare say it's gonna sell as fast as the overpriced hotcakes they serve at MacD's. And that's a good thing. =D



Disclaimer: I hate this entry. Initially, I was all excited with this one. Ideas flowed freely, thoughts came a'tumbling out. Now that most of the juicy details has been omitted, it doesn't have the same zing to it like the original. To even post this up is meaningless to me. No fun. But it's still a thought o'mine, so...

And bro, don't even think of commenting on my entries again.
Just stick to being evil and hop along. Sheesh..