Showing posts with label the Internet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Internet. Show all posts

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Useful Masquerades



Saturday was an interesting day of discovery for me. Let me show you why.

The beginning of the day passed without much interest, but after lunch I decided to invite my good friend Troy over to my house. He promptly arrived and we soon teamed up with my brother Andy to play Wii Sports. Now we usually pass the Wiimote around after our turn is done, and usually we catch it. Sure we occasionally drop it and it hits the ground, but that safety jacket makes it hard to break.

Of course, we broke it anyway.

I threw it straight to Andy. He ducked. The Wiimote went over the lazyboy and hit hard on the wood floor. We picked it up, hoping it was nothing to be worried about, but we soon found it was. While it could still sense most motion at the screen, the shake mechanism and most of the actions in Wii sports had been screwed up. After debating who's fault it was, it came to the conclusion that I, being the richest, should buy a new Wiimote.

Well, I knew it had to be done, but I was hoping that perhaps I could get it for cheap on the Internet. What can't you get on the Internet? So I googled for a bit for cheap Wii remotes and came to several inexpensive links through eBay. I knew that I couldn't buy it because I wasn't eighteen, but I still clicked on 'create new user'.

Now before I tell you that, it's essential that you know that when I started off in high school, my parents gave me the high school privileges. For most kids that meant a phone and a bigger allowance. Which is basically what I got, buy my folks thought it a good idea to give me a Visa Buxx Card in place of cash. This is a pre-loaded debit card which my parents generously load with $100 a month, with which I buy lunches and anything else I want.

Of course this debit card had my name and age and all that on it, but miraculously, when I entered in my debit number for eBay and told them I was eighteen, it sent me right through the process as if I was the proper age. I thought to myself, this can't be right. They'll just kick me off. And it seemed as if I was correct-they told me I needed a Paypal to use eBay. Surely they would check the age on my debit, right?

Wrong! I entered in the same false information about my age as I did on eBay, and, presto! I now have a Paypal and eBay account. Apparently all of these websites simply assume that anyone who's got a debit or credit is eighteen. They don't check the age. They've been bluffing all along, and I've called it.

And it's not as if my eBay account is useless either-I've already bid on and bought several items with no problems at all. As far as the World Wide Web knows, I'm eighteen and a half. And now I've got a huge window of oppurtunity-much larger than I ever thought I could get out of the Internet. But I'll have to be careful. Like they say: "A fool and his money are soon parted!" Let's hope I don't qualify as a fool.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

14 views



As I was making some of the final touches to my halloween entry from yesterday, I found that I had no labels for any of my posts. I spent the better part of the hour figuring out what labels should go to each post. But I finally had my posts, labeled and finished, pictures and quotes and all.

But then I looked at my profile. I looked up in the corner. 12 views. 12? that was more than I had actually expected. I was quite happy with myself, and went back to check one of my posts. When I came back, it was 13. Confused, I took another look at my posts. I went back to my profile and checked again. 14 views. Crap.

At this point I realized that most of the views so far were either me, or planned by me, I.E. me showing friends. Well that's just great! I've put my heart and soul into one-a-day serving sizes and the only person who looks at it is me! Besides, the only views that really count are the truly random ones, people who don't know you at all but read your blog anyway. As far as I can tell, I haven't had any of those.

The net's just too damn big. Even if I do this same thing for a year or too, I'm still not going to get much along the lines of public acknowledgement. Of course, I'm not the only one. Take a look at Neil Cicieraga. Great online musician, does great music videos, and yet if I mention him to twenty people, none of them know him. Well that's kind of discouraging. I'd probably do better if I told you sensational lies about Justin Timberlake's love life.

But that's not me. So I'll just keep on working on my peaceful, personal, daily meditations, and write them as best I can. Maybe I'm exaggerating. It's only been four days. (counting down the days until my first comment...)


The NET is a waste of time, and that's exactly what's right about it.- William Gibson