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June 12, 2003 06:43 PM
"Is that the internet in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Surreal moments in a wireless internet life . . . * Reading blogs . . . on the toilet . . . in a public restroom . . . * Looking up movie times on Fandango . . . without even getting out of bed . . . * The gloriously liberating realization that I will never be lost again . . . I have Yahoo Maps and Mapquest watching over me at all times. (This is an incredible boon for someone like myself, tragically born without a sense of direction.) I also never again have to say - as I'm running out the door, already late - "Oh, shit! I forgot to print out the directions!" * Being able to type this entry during a terribly boring auction fundraiser for an extremely worthy arts organization. You know, another reason I think I really love blogging is the ability to ironically distance myself from otherwise banal realities. No matter how pointless, rediculous, disconcerting or insignificant an event, as soon as I think, "Oh, I MUST blog about this," it becomes . . . art. Instead of letting the experience inflict itself upon me, I get to inflict myself upon the experience . Having the internet in my pocket takes this perspective to an entirely new level. It's not just a mental excercise any more . . . I can actually, physically blog IN THE MOMENT. That's power. Having the internet in your pocket means never having to say, "I'm bored!" |
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