Friday, January 05, 2007

Tremors

Have you ever heard the oft-repeated saying about that little butterfly who could? The one that flapped its minute wings in some secluded slice of paradise in Borneo causing a chain reaction leading to a devastating hurricane on the other side of the world.

So how much more damage could an earthquake in Taiwan cause?

Well apart from the usual unfortunate calamites in the immediate surrounding area, there's also widespread random chaos and frustration in the self-involved world of bloggers everywhere as most find themselves with patchy connections due to oceanic upheavals.

Making a move
What do I do now?

Seriously, the sheer amount of brou ha ha lately seems amazing as previously occupied people now scatter around aimlessly with nothing but time on their hands - especially with the undersea communication cables still down after the cataclysmic event. Inveterate bloggers ( with shockingly more homos like me favouring such social networking sites ) have found themselves wondering what to do with the rest of their lives, especially without an infamous blog to write it on. E-mail queens have suddenly found themselves having to resort to other more mundane, old-fashioned ways of communication such as the telephone ( what's that!? ) or even ( horrors! ) by snail mail. Obsessive net freaks are finally realizing that there's actually a world away from the virtual reality that has been their home for several years now, creeping from the cool, dark confines of their caverns to discover a whole new reality.

Don't get me wrong. I abhor the sudden Neanderthal throwback to the past with connections moving slower than a snails pace but for me, the downtime has served me well since I've finally had the time to catch up on some light reading ( amassed a huge pile of reading material lately that I have yet to start on ), some writing and thankfully, some time to sleep ( something I never seem to get enough ).

And of course catch up with television reruns like one of my old favourites, the slick, clever Pierce Brosnan remake of the Thomas Crown Affair.

9 comments:

hrugaar said...

Yeah, after the initial panic and frustration of losing internet connection (like a virtual castration) it's kind of nice to get back to all thei things I used to do before the pc started devouring huge chunks of my day. I enjoy the peace, there's a slight edge of guilty pleasure to it, like taking the old landline phone off the hook.

Nice for a day or two, I suppose, but then the withdrawal symptoms kick in and I miss my (porn? who said porn?) friends online.

Anonymous said...

i would think of it as a reminder that not everything is within our control...it also means (at least to me) that i shouldn't attach myself too much on material things because they are somewhat unreal...just me though!

Musang said...

the earthquake fucked up the under water data cable. yes.

did that fucked up my life?

a bit la.

i was downloading "cumsloppy buttholes". bummer. another 8% to complete. *sigh*

tapi it gives me reason to go out and jalan jalan cari makan. :)

Anonymous said...

I agree with you, after the slow speed of the connection I kind of get back some "NORMAL" life... I get my ass back to the TV show or even go shopping with my Mom that I not been doing for sometimes.
yet when come to the time at this hours... I will still lost without my so called board band connection speed :)

Anonymous said...

Life à la the Butterfly Effect.

When life hands me no internet - I sleep more.

Anonymous said...

I dread to think that if internet connectivity were to be totally unavailable for a longer time of say 3 months, some of us could be joining the queue at the psychiatrist's.

Anonymous said...

Just dropping by to say G'Day...Like your posts, Have a great 07...xxx

ShaZaReenE said...

... as if things aren't bad enough; in the meantime my retina decides to detach in other places... Happy New Year to me huh?!
BTW hope you have a blast in 07'
Bless...

Anonymous said...

Thomas Crowne? Yuck. Remington Steele...

Come to think of it, I have not sent snail mail (to a friend) for more than 14 years.