Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Murdered on the interstate While the red bells raaaang like thunder

So, full disclosure: I don't think I know what the internet is.

Obviously, I use it every day and I don't know what I'd do without it...Actually, yes I do: I'd go to the Library, mostly, maybe make a zine, and never know what time anything started or how to get to anywhere.

Perhaps this fundamental confusion is why it took me so hilariously long, as a kid, to discern the difference between the AOL "Channels" and actual websites - "HOW ARE THERE ONLY TEN WEBSITES AND THEY ALL SUCK? This internet is dumb. I'd better go to some chat-room and A/S/L? it up! YEAH ALSO I AM SO INTO ACE OF BASE!!!"

Anyway - is it really a series of tubes? Sort of? I kind of believe that, along with the entire state of Alaska. However, if somebody told me, I would also believe the interweb was powered by Alaskans blowing their noses really hard, or something to that effect. I take it as a real sign of my American-ness that when I am faced with a concept (such as the internet) that is confusing or overwhelming to me, my instinct is to just leave it alone. Eh, why do I really need to know? It works well enough for me. But it occurs to me that I spend basically all of my time ON "the internet," and I couldn't really define it if somebody were to ask me.

Attempts:

1. "It's where the pictures come from!"

2. "I use it to watch TV shows that have been cancelled, and others that have not yet been cancelled."

3. "There is porn on it."

4. "I got bored and looked at a bunch of stupid stuff while I was doing this."

5.

6. "The Google."

6.5. "The Online Wikipedia."

7. "Where old, fat people pretending to be young, nubile people come together, from far away."

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