So I "don't mean to be a traitor to my generation" (Cher Horowitz - Clueless), but sometimes I don't know how I feel about the Internet. Sure, it can be a great resourse, but only if you know how to use it. I can shop on-line very wel...but I'm a woman. I can shop anywhere and do it well! I can also email and check weather with extreme precision! It's those run-of-the-mill, every-day, alternative-ways-to-find-out bits of information and communication that are so easy. What I want to know is how to find the good stuff...
Today I wanted to look up Tehillah Toronto. Not an easy task. I forgot the second "h" on Tehillah. I ended up with all kinds of bizzare websites, commentaries and Israeli chat rooms all because of a little "h". I mean, I had 7 out 8 right! 85% isn't bad! But it wasn't the 85% that the Internet cared about...it was the 15% I forgot.
I guess this is what I really want to know: how come Tehilla won't lead me to Tehillah, but hard, long, girl, boy and sextuplepts will all lead me to Playboy!?!? This is not an experiment I would like to conduct, but if there are 6 degrees of separation to Kevin Bacon, I'll give you 5 degrees of the Internet to a porn site. And yet my 85% just doesn't cut the mustard.
I obviously have occassional free time when I puruse the Internet (is that supposed to capitalized? If so, why??), but I find myself stuck on email, weather, msn.com and BounceOut. Perhaps if it was more user friendly to the not-so-sexually driven, or maybe if it was more compassionate towards the gramatically challenged I could devote a little more time, but not now. Not when I have a sister in Arizona who can look up everything for me.
On that note, I'll sign off from the Internet for today (I will, of course, check my email one more time). I look forward to Christmas shopping again this year. I eagerly anticipate tomorrow's weather. I will forever dread trying to find information on anything that I can't spell (God bless www.m-w.com).
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