Network neighbourhood of a lifetime
At hindsight, every revellery seems to trigger another bout of festivity. From the borderless landscape of the world wide web, to the lucid elevations only monks of yore connect to, there’s an option to wade back and forth. That’s the battle of the bottle and the mouse, powered by the lexicon of the geek.
Do it, but don’t say you did it. Instead the almighty E-word comes into play – U e-did it! e-shopping. Yeah e-drinking too.
Yup, kool dude so what? big deal? Eh?
Enter the green chillies, those umpteen tantalising time-tested/failed combos and weary glasses that have tinkered with delusions of grandeur and stood by despair’s melancholic nosedives.
Now pals come in from nowhere, thrust the good, bad and ugly smileys of all hues on to the window of connectivity.
brb
Mind you smileys do not always smile. They can frown, wink and be mighty naughty to beat the swathes of porn on which the bedrock of this era of faceless friends and busy buddies is laid.
U der ?.
Know what, travelled back in time through social networking marvels to fetch the address books long lost in the debris of your formative fixations and adolescent longings – the primary school, the college mag, cafe…
Its safe now, punched it on to notepad and posted it online for all and sundry fellow travelers, who might have already embarked on such time consuming, but priceless journeys.
They needn’t wait much, for the behemoth born in a garage is equipped for Herculean tasks. Might not be spot on, but somewhere in the folders of destiny, the long-lost link is definitely stored. Rest assured.
No need to ask ASL pls, for age and sex are known and location is a backyard trivia on your network neighbourhood.
Catch ya soon.
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