No Low Fives For Me

I somehow slept on my wrist in a way that replaced muscled with blinding pain. I’m a sleep ninja.

I’ve been wondering recently (for the last 10 minutes) what my life would be like if I didn’t use the internet other than for work related purposes. Would television and books and periodicals keep me entertained? Would they keep me informed? What would I talk about with people who used the internet?

“Did you see that video of the woman being kicked by the horse?”
“No.”
“Um….you wanna makeout?”
“OK!”

Not so bad after all. But I actually want to know what would happen if I stopped. I guess I would have to continue using it as a job resource and also a job locator, I only e-mail people at work. Could I update my blog on the progress of the experiment? Of course, who wants to experiment alone. I would risk losing all 15 of my readers, but then again maybe my life would be more interesting to me and everyone else if there were some purpose driving it, if only for a year. Is the internet a powerful enough resource that I won’t be a properly functioning member of my peer group without it? Or will I prove that we can be more than the things we read about? Is this an idea that can result in transcendence? What would I be transcending?

Gimme some feedback on this idea. It’s so crazy it just might work.

p.s. any sort of instant messenger counts as internet use.

Until I decide, here are some links to interest those of you still committed to the world wide web:

How much time do you spend looking at your rug? If you smoke enough pot or consume psychedelics on a regular basis the chances are good that you have discovered every intricate facet of your floor covering. If you drink a lot then chances are you’ve covered it in vomit. But whatever attention you pay to your floor it stands to reason that you don’t have anything as cool as what Rugged Art makes. I have no idea how much they cost, which leads me to believe that I can’t afford them.

A little weird, a little cute, an assload of awesome. All this and more describes the new Kelis and Andre 3000 video (qt). Word on the street is you should buy the new Kelis album. The street knows where it’s at. Link via Cliptip.

I don’t know what the cost is in bills, but you can buy Grafuck at Fuss for 10 British pounds. Which are like pounds but with bad teeth and gay accents.

Nerds have started making art or artists have started being nerds, but either way the results are really something.

Finally a clown does something funny.

Don’t sleep on the feedback.