Zook
Perpetual Lazy Bum
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My, the user blogs have become increasingly depressing since we've decided to make it smart.
Lately, I've been thinking about how I use the internet. I spend a few solid hours of my day on it, and I've realized...
I only visit a few sites!
Smash World Forums, Facebook, Gaia, Youtube, Uncyclopedia, ... and Google. That's it.
My rut reminds me of a Christmas present I got a few years back. Prior to said year, I wanted nothing more than to learn to play the guitar. They were so... cool to me. I wasn't a fan of music, either, but who cared? I wanted a guitar.
I remember going to Sam's Club with my parents. After chowing down on a few free samples, I'd always rush over to this one aisle, where there was always a guitar on display. I'd play it- well, play with it.
One year I finally got a guitar. I loved it at first, but lost interest in a week. For several years, I wanted nothing more than that guitar, and now it's right there, sitting in the corner of my room, next to the closet. Collecting dust. Kinda funny.
This is just what has happened to me with the internet.
I have in front of my eyes the internet, a book with near-infinite pages, a book containing the sum of human knowladge. On the internet, right now, someone is starting a web comic. Right now, someone is making a new friend with someone in Jamaica. Someone is researching something they're interested in.
Why can't I be making the next great web comic? I say with due arrogance that I'm funny enough and skilled enough to write something decent. I'm a good cartoonist, too. Why can't I be making friends with someone in Jamaica? And why can't I be researching something I'm interested in?
Of course, the answer to all of these questions is, to my shock, I can. I can make a web comic, and I can make friends with someone in Jamaica, and I can read stuff on Francois Rabuleigh (Spelled that name wrong) or animation or anything I want to.
So why don't I?
Why don't I use this toy to the fullest, rather than just play with a fraction of it?
I'm not sure why. Obviously I know that I can do all things mentioned above. But I don't.
I think that it is in man's nature to create and stick to a routine. Look at Henry David Thoreau. Or was it David Henry? Whatever. Ever when he finally was living how he wanted to, even when he did get his guitar, when he did get the internet... He made a path. Within a week living at Walden pond, he'd created a path in the brush. He was doing what he was trying to get away from.
I don't know about you, but I am Henry.
Kinda funny, isn't it?
My, the user blogs have become increasingly depressing since we've decided to make it smart.
Lately, I've been thinking about how I use the internet. I spend a few solid hours of my day on it, and I've realized...
I only visit a few sites!
Smash World Forums, Facebook, Gaia, Youtube, Uncyclopedia, ... and Google. That's it.
My rut reminds me of a Christmas present I got a few years back. Prior to said year, I wanted nothing more than to learn to play the guitar. They were so... cool to me. I wasn't a fan of music, either, but who cared? I wanted a guitar.
I remember going to Sam's Club with my parents. After chowing down on a few free samples, I'd always rush over to this one aisle, where there was always a guitar on display. I'd play it- well, play with it.
One year I finally got a guitar. I loved it at first, but lost interest in a week. For several years, I wanted nothing more than that guitar, and now it's right there, sitting in the corner of my room, next to the closet. Collecting dust. Kinda funny.
This is just what has happened to me with the internet.
I have in front of my eyes the internet, a book with near-infinite pages, a book containing the sum of human knowladge. On the internet, right now, someone is starting a web comic. Right now, someone is making a new friend with someone in Jamaica. Someone is researching something they're interested in.
Why can't I be making the next great web comic? I say with due arrogance that I'm funny enough and skilled enough to write something decent. I'm a good cartoonist, too. Why can't I be making friends with someone in Jamaica? And why can't I be researching something I'm interested in?
Of course, the answer to all of these questions is, to my shock, I can. I can make a web comic, and I can make friends with someone in Jamaica, and I can read stuff on Francois Rabuleigh (Spelled that name wrong) or animation or anything I want to.
So why don't I?
Why don't I use this toy to the fullest, rather than just play with a fraction of it?
I'm not sure why. Obviously I know that I can do all things mentioned above. But I don't.
I think that it is in man's nature to create and stick to a routine. Look at Henry David Thoreau. Or was it David Henry? Whatever. Ever when he finally was living how he wanted to, even when he did get his guitar, when he did get the internet... He made a path. Within a week living at Walden pond, he'd created a path in the brush. He was doing what he was trying to get away from.
I don't know about you, but I am Henry.
Kinda funny, isn't it?