After more than a year of silence, I am starting to update my blog again. And for all you 1.7 people out there who care enough about my blog to leave me some anonymous comments, you like-y my new look? Hehehe…
I only have one BIG personal goal in 2013:-
Significantly improve the quality of my life by adopting healthy changes to my lifestyle.
After the much maligned Caprica, there is a new Battlestar Galactica series called Battlestar Galactica: Blood and Chrome. Well, sort of.
According to reports, this series has been in post-production hell. Announced by Syfy as a new pilot for a series in the rebooted Battlestar Galactica franchise in October 2010, principal photography started on February 2011. A year later in 2012, the Greg Bear, the music composer for the series confirmed that he had completed the score for the pilot.
Last year was a fantastic year for music. Below are my non-exhaustive favourites for the year:-
Recently, we went to the paediatrician to give Chloe her shots. I was pretty blown away by how much we have advanced as a human race since I last got my compulsory shots.
Nowadays, they have super 6-in-1’s or 9-in-1’s that is able to immunize baby from Hepatitis to Hong Kong Feet (okay, maybe not but but they should for our olfactory challenged friends).
Seeing all this advancements reminded me of the times when I upgrade the operating systems of the computers that I own.
Microsoft and Apple will always advertise (as you are installing their Operating Systems) that you are installing one of the most advance piece of software that money can buy. After spending 40-60 minutes waiting and seeing the status bar trudging along slowly from 0 to 100%, the machine will herald triumphantly that it is ready to boot using the new Operating System.
Upon first boot, one will then be confronted by windows popping up asking for you to download gigabytes of updates, service packs & patches because the most advance software that money can buy just got outdated from the time it left the store to your house.
Which is very similar to the human race today.
Babies are born to be as perfect as our last benefetial genetic mutation. However, between the time from that mutation to now, there are viruses that can cause a great deal of harm if the body is not “patched” to fight those viruses.
Looking at the schedule of shots that they have today, I would think that newborns will have a pretty traumatic & painful childhood. I’m just gald that babies don’t come with accessories like camera or scanners.
Patching the device drivers for those suckers is hell.
Being a new parent is like being on perpetual standby: you are never going to prioritize anything above the welfare of your baby.
Take for example my favourite hobbies. Assuming if I can find time first to indulge in them, my enjoyment of watching a DVD is contingent upon Chloe not crying during the duration of the movie. When Chloe cries, it doesn’t matter if Liam Neeson is in the middle of saving his daughter while single-handedly taking down the human trafficking gang in Taken, the movie stops and Chloe gets full attention.
The same goes for books and magazines, which have reverted to be nothing more than loose reading materials akin to those in doctor’s waiting lounges. They are there for you to pass the time before you have to attend to something more important like your baby’s cries.
The attention required by a baby is just tremendous.
Being so helpless, they rely on able-bodied adults to do their biddings. The weapons at their disposable are their ear piercing cries and their disarmingly cute face. And both in combination, when used in varying proportions, always induce a fully-grown adult to revert to a drone bent on fulfilling baby’s desires.
After 2 years of servitude to baby’s wishes and demands, I am going to do something different: payback time. Yes, I’m going to secretly train Chloe on how to clean the floor, the house, the TV console, defragment my computer, queue my favourite TV program in my bittorrent software, perform systems maintenance upkeep, wash the car and make morning coffee. And in the name of parenthood, I am going to draw up a schedule where she is supposed to do these “chores” so that she could improve on her “hand-eye coordination”. Hehehe…maybe it’s time to have an army of kids 🙂