Me Myself and the crazy world

He sat in his darkened cubicle mulling over a million thoughts, sitting at the verge of an immense breakthrough that would put his name in the vestiges of history of his kind. He had lived long enough, learned and applied all his knowledge to arrive at this precise moment when he could just sit and contemplate about "life", while the most relevant chapter of all times is about to unfold. He'd make the official announcement tomorrow, a breakthrough on which he spent good long months of his life and is now deemed a success. The child of Honda. Today as he sat, he felt he sits with his Gods. No smaller is his achievement, after all he has finally succeeded in bringing intelligent "life" to fruition. True, organic life, that can regenerate, reproduce, think for itself and learn. Life, modeled in his own image. Life, that'd be his progeny, not a son but a race. A different thought came over him, now. What great would he accomplish with his new creation by hi

Internet, ah! This hyper speed portal to such a vast amount of knowledge all around us. Knowledge that may or may not be true, but that is a different thought altogether, and we may dwell on that later. The current reverie centers around the presence of such a huge amount of information and the ease of access to it, but where is it taking us.  I, for one, am extremely touched by the tools at hand today and find myself scouring the net for satiating my veritable appetite for more information. Not always do I know what to do with that information but there I am on the web, watching, reading, listening and what not. It helped me with fixing that dual-shock remote of my PS3 console and even replace the touch panel of a phone. Things, that I would have done, nonetheless, but would have taken a lot more time to figure out the right way to accomplish. (After all, I always opened up electronics way before Internet told me how to do that). I just recently managed to cultivate button mush