THIS IS MY FOUR-HUNDREDTH POST! AREN’T YOU HAPPY IT’S SO CONCEPTUAL? I THINK IT PORTRAYS THE DEVELOPMENT OF THIS BLOG REALLY INEFFECTUALLY.
Here we go:
I wish I were Mothra smothered in peanut butter and jelly – Middle Class America Mothra – on an internet connexion self-bumping his 4chan posts until they bump up through the top of the site where the source says:
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Like Mario in the code and the mushroom bumps out of the top of your browser and trails along to the right, you have to follow it on your virtual desktops and click on it before it falls out your CD drive on the right there. Well, it might on my laptop but last time I put a CD in there I had to shake it to get it out. Fucking retarded, how come they couldn’t design a slot CD drive that can handle a mini-CD? Laugh all you want but seriously, “It just works?”
Where’s the future at? I guess the future isn’t going to be great at all, it’s going to be an escalating compatibilty/incompatibilty war as the proprietary formats fight it out for the exclusive right to grant the paying public general access to their own digital property.
I guess the future is going to be someone climbing up to the peak of a mountain to plant their flag as advertisers encroach. The mountaineer hopes that at the peak there will be practical, affordable space travel and she can spill up into space like that PBF comic but she’ll arrive at the top and someone will take a photo of her and add it to the “Dreamers / Wall of Shame” section of the cloud and then they’ll float it to catch her but when she tries to grab onto it she finds her hand is incompatible with that state of matter and she floats on, upwards into the void.
Go on, whine about it.