The internet, the web the vast repository of utterly useless and occasionally enlightening information is the worst thing that happened to mankind. True, I may not have been writing this and perhaps you wouldn't be reading this if it wasn't for the wonderful connectivity that we all share. Also true that many people with otherwise utterly meaningless existences who'd have otherwise been culled from the human race by ennui or invention, now have a platform to do what they do best.
For that past month or so or perhaps more I've been trailing autos all over the city with mouthshut.com painted boldly on the rear end of the canopy. Thought it was a polite way of saying the opposite of horny ok, please. Well this is Bangalore, the heart of the IT boom and the BPO escalation, which would explain the cool ".com" suffix to whatever the automan wanted to say.
Like iwantsocialjustice.com.
Or iwantunlimitedbeer.com.
You get the drift. It turns out that mouthshut is a product review site where all and sundry, essentially clones of the purpose-free man who started the site, can write in about which ever product they wish. Choice picks from there include reviews of Skyline (NEPC), the Sony w550i and almost every other product. They are looking for a review of Nostradamus-The Lost Manuscript by Ottavio Cesare Ramotti. Feel free to do the needful when you want to. I don't know if either the product or the site pays you for it. If you do get paid though, feel free to let me in on some of the moolah. Of course there are google ads on the side that continue to freak me out.
Then linked to some even more inane stuff. Blogthings.com. Cool stuff to put on your blog. Like a personalized monster, a tarot card, some normalcy indicator and enough weird stuff that you wouldn't want on your blog. Turns out, for the record that I'm 55% normal, have the Sun as my tarot and would've been Batman. Not bad for a start but refused to look through what mixed drink I'd be or how evil I was. I know the answer to one and couldn't care about the other. If you do go there, again feel free to let me know your results for the dating purity test and perhaps what is your japanese subculture.
A clock has been put up for those of you who didn't notice yet. It's black, digital and tells you the time in India. First thought it would be one of those smart things that would pick up the time from the system clock but that's apparently invasion of privacy. Google knowing everything you searched for since you discovered them is not. It's the way of the world.
Still lost in Zappa and Shankar.
And what is the basis behind all chinese philosophy?
To Confus-us.
For that past month or so or perhaps more I've been trailing autos all over the city with mouthshut.com painted boldly on the rear end of the canopy. Thought it was a polite way of saying the opposite of horny ok, please. Well this is Bangalore, the heart of the IT boom and the BPO escalation, which would explain the cool ".com" suffix to whatever the automan wanted to say.
Like iwantsocialjustice.com.
Or iwantunlimitedbeer.com.
You get the drift. It turns out that mouthshut is a product review site where all and sundry, essentially clones of the purpose-free man who started the site, can write in about which ever product they wish. Choice picks from there include reviews of Skyline (NEPC), the Sony w550i and almost every other product. They are looking for a review of Nostradamus-The Lost Manuscript by Ottavio Cesare Ramotti. Feel free to do the needful when you want to. I don't know if either the product or the site pays you for it. If you do get paid though, feel free to let me in on some of the moolah. Of course there are google ads on the side that continue to freak me out.
Then linked to some even more inane stuff. Blogthings.com. Cool stuff to put on your blog. Like a personalized monster, a tarot card, some normalcy indicator and enough weird stuff that you wouldn't want on your blog. Turns out, for the record that I'm 55% normal, have the Sun as my tarot and would've been Batman. Not bad for a start but refused to look through what mixed drink I'd be or how evil I was. I know the answer to one and couldn't care about the other. If you do go there, again feel free to let me know your results for the dating purity test and perhaps what is your japanese subculture.
A clock has been put up for those of you who didn't notice yet. It's black, digital and tells you the time in India. First thought it would be one of those smart things that would pick up the time from the system clock but that's apparently invasion of privacy. Google knowing everything you searched for since you discovered them is not. It's the way of the world.
Still lost in Zappa and Shankar.
And what is the basis behind all chinese philosophy?
To Confus-us.
