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For those of you who huge basketball fans, here's a little breather from March Madness. All right, maybe you don't need a break from the action, but seriously, it's Monday. There are no NCAA games today. Even Dick Vitale takes a day off.
Maybe there are funnier things on the Internet. Maybe there is an insanely hilarious site on mimes, and I cannot get to it because I'm still stuck in the box. All I know is that I pity the fool who misses out on this one.
It's called, simply The T'inator. It's mission is to turn every Web page into a page starring Mr. T. It's easier to see than to explain, so click the link above, enter a URL and check out the jibba jabba.
There comes a day in columnists' lives when they realize they have written
about everything they know anything about.
I realized this a couple years ago, after the fourth column, but now I'm running
out of things that I've even heard of. So instead of ranting and raving about
the commercialization of Valentine's Day or the plight of the American economy
or the Canadian women's curling team or the combination of the three, I decided
to dive deeper into the topic of forms.
From the department of I Don't Have Much to Do Because
My Wife Just Left Me to Join the Shriners:
A friend sent me a link to the site called Where's
George. I
thought I would check it out, thinking the George everyone
A reader once questioned me about extensions. Perturbed,
I responded, "Maybe they work for Britney, but I'm not
ready for hair extensions." Then I fell out of my chair,
hit my head on the keyboard and realized he meant file
extensions.
A rarity on the Web is a site that can keep one entertained for longer than 20 minutes. The only chance most sites have at this is by spending 18 minutes loading some cool program that can do your laundry while you wait.
It takes me anywhere from 45 minutes to two hours to write this column. Every
two hours in the world, the following things, on average, occur:
Rupert Murdoch, the only reason I can think of that you would change all of the News Corporation websites to a pay-for-content model is that you got your hand stuck in the intertubes.
Are you trying to limit the amount of traffic to your websites? Would you prefer that only rich people read your content? Do you think people will pay not with money, but with Coke Rewards points?
Blogging has become fairly gigantic in the United States, ranking somewhere in between "Saved by the Bell" (now just a cult following) and "Friends" (a much, much larger cult following) in popularity. With the tools available, virtually anyone can start up a blog and post whatever he or she has to say.
One thing I've become accustomed to while working with computers is that they rarely show emotion. I almost said they never show emotion, but my computer got mad and wouldn't let me type that. Overall, however, computers are nice in that they don't attempt to influence you by giving you puppy-dog eyes. The computer usually lets you do what you want to do, or it closes the program and shuts down. But rarely does it laugh, at least in a way that you can see it.