I have a list of possible posts. Thinks I thought were interesting and wanted to talk about them. Some of the items have been there for months. Some are from summer 2006, I remember. And today I am rescuing one of them. But it isn't an old thing. It happens that I have been talking about it recently.
You guys know how I love the Internet. And the Wikipedia and Google and Blogger, etc. There are many reasons why liking it: it's new technology, it's the future, we've grown to like it. But one of the real reasons is because I see the web is just like our brains.
How many thoughts can we have at the same time? I don't know, but many. Thousands maybe, but we only realise of few of them, even one, the most important one. Do we actually have thoughts that say "breath!"? I don't know.
When we talk about something there are many ways to get to the point of the story and we have to choose the right one, or the shortest, or the longest, or the most pleasant or the one that avoids saying some stuff the other does not need to know. It's like driving, you have many different ways to get to that city but you chose that road. But there are other things, and you are aware off, and there are things happening at the side of the road, and you chose to stop and look at them, have a meal, buy some mushrooms, or you chose to get home as soon as possible, cook something and order the mushrooms online.
Last Sunday I went with LG and another friend to see
Daniel Kitson (
wiki-him) at
The Hob in Forest Hill. The evening was fantastic but I have to talk about it in
TMOT (yes, I know I am very delayed there - so I am here, but seriously). But there was a moment, a joke, that meant a lot to me and to what I am talking here. He definitely thinks the same way as me abou
t this. He said "We don't have a thought - we don't sit and ... hmm, we build one thought, done, let's move on to the next thought" and then he went on talking about all the thoughts he has at the same time when he feels like eating cheese. Yes, that's right. We talk, we think, and there are always things that we can "click" on and go to another place, there are many doors and windows we can open. Doors where we can go and change our thoughts, windows that can just influence us.
So this is one of the most wonderful things of the Internet. We are reading something and suddenly there is something underlined or with different colour - a link, that is - so we click on it and we are reading something else (personally I mostly open it in a new tab, so I don't lose what I had). This is our brain as well, because we are talking about oranges and suddenly our grandfather appears in the middle, and we talk about names, and about your father and the other grandfather, and the house in the village, and the olive trees, and the olive oil, and the Polish bread, and then there is the ice-cream, and the time we were in that square in that city in that country, and how I ate fish, later on that summer, and how I like driving, and how I want to travel again, and how I am scared of flying, but there are always drugs I can take to sleep all the way to South America, but it is too hot, but I really don't want to be there again, and I think I can survive for a week, and so on, and on and on, cos there are always links in our brains.
The funniest is that the night before going to the comedy show, after eating veggie
Haggis and drinking Scotch, we had been talking about the new tool:
No Links Please!. Seriously, you better get away with some self-control: there are many links on my beloved Wikipedia but I don't click on all of them, only on the ones I am truly interested in (I am a bit like
Kyle, though, and I am interested in many things).
When I write in here I try to link to pages I refer. To images. When I post songs as well. I like links, cos they make the Internet more human.
PS I have to update many things in my blogs. Especially the links to YOU. Will do soon. Forgive me if you aren't there. But you are in the links in my brain.
PS2 BTW, if you do want to link me (the post title wasn't about this), you can also use the button I created ages ago. More info here or at the bottom of the sidebar. When I have time I will make a new one, though. Thanks.
PS3 and more important: thank you for all your comments and messages in this blog and the Spanish one. Thanks for being there. Thanks for caring. Thanks for worrying. Thanks for missing me. Really, thank you.
