21st Century Boy - justin_guber

21st Century Boy

Heh. I am connected.
For quite a few years my mind has been permanantly stuck in a very old-school train of thought when it came to the wonderful world wide web. I refused to subscribe to all this wi-fi-lan-bluetooth-infrared mumbo jumbo. My phone has no camera. I do not have those weird headsets permenantly stuck in my ear hole. I believed in modems.
Not anymore.
I've just bought a Wi-Fi card so I can take full advantage of the free network access Starbucks offers me, I've bought a gig of webspace and a domain name for both FYI and my own site, AND I've bought an el-cheapo digital camera.
The camera, as you can see on your right, sucks balls, but it needs no installers or drivers so I can plug it into any old bastard of a computer and upload whatever I want. I can now also surf over weekends, update the fucking sites (finally) and start work on my own homepage. Not to say that this blog will dissapear. Far from it. I have faith in my blog. I have faith in 20six. And I still have a lot to learn off of the internet.
For example, I have no idea how to set up a blog on a site I design. I like blogging. Blogging has been good to me, which is why the temporary FYI website is a blog. But when it comes to designing websites, I know only HTML. That's it, that's all, and all this php-flash-java-bollocks is all too much for me. I just don't get it.
And don't even get me started on RSS feeds, XML and trackbacks. I haven't a fucking clue.
But I am now connected. I'm feeling the first surges of the 21st century coursing in my veins, and by God I like it. I can now see how the world is changing. Like Man Method was telling me when he was over about some book he was reading, saying that whilst many believe there is no more evolution as our thoughts, ideals and progress is not going any further upwards than it already has, science is changing. Technology is changing. This is our new evolution, and pretty soon we won't even need a single frickin' cable for it.
We're connected like join-the-dot books without a pencil, invisible lines and bits and bytes that we put our entire lives into: our phonebooks are permanantly lodged into our sim cards shoved up our mobile phones' arses ensuring we're always just a couple of digits away. We e-mail our friends and relatives and keep connected in ways we never imagined, sending strange pornographic images of Miss India 2003.
Paper is DEAD, and I've only just realized how far gone into rigormortis it actually is.
The last time I wrote more than a page with a pen and paper was my final exam in Uni. I can't write with pen and paper anymore. It's too slow. I type faster, almost as fast as my internal monologue, allowing all those fucked up thoughts and ideas to spew out of me like a huge whale-gasm.
I'm on the go. I'm connected. I'm wirelessly-wired.
I'm a 21st century boy.

2.4.05 06:44

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