My Secret is Out
Zeitgeisters, If it ain’t broke – don’t fix it I say! So, I’m on dial –up... I’ve always been on dial-up. I am one of perhaps only a dozen or so, world-wide, left on this wind-blasted, cold, forsaken island that I call D’Isle-Up. Sure, faster access to the www would be nice. And I hear the ‘net is in colour, now. And I sure wish that I could get moving pictures off of that there YouTube . But maybe I got somethin’ better…Maybe I got moxie, stick-to-it-tiveness and good old-fashioned loyalty. And maybe I’m just cheap. But while you’re all over there enjoying yourself on the MySpace ; having cybersex with each other’s avatars on the Second Life ; downloading episodes of According to Jim on the BitTorrent ; I’m back here like flippin’ Prospero in the Tempest or perhaps The Professor on Gilligan’s Island , doing what I do, with an endurance and stoicism not seen since Rush Limbaugh’s fight with prescription painkiller abuse. My name is Mr Trivia. And I’m on dial-up. Elevate the Insignif...