So, where the heck am I anyway?
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Don't you just hate it when you're surfing the net and you find an interesting site, but you just can't figure out where it really is?
What's with those people. All it takes is a simple statement or two as to whether they're in Jamaica, Timbuktu or on the planet Mars. Just a little line at the bottom of the page would be enough. I think people would like to know that. And if you're like me and I know I am, you'd like to see it show up there somewhere.
After all, what are they trying to hide, you're not looking for Carmen Miranda. I mean, I can understand why all those porno sites move around, you know trying to stay one step ahead of the cyber police, but I'm talking about those ordinary, garden variety, day to day web sites we all like so much.
I know that sometimes you can get a hint from their address if they have a country suffix, but so many now are simply ".org" or ".com" or the totally useless ".net". Where is that suppose to be?
You know - just out of curiosity's sake. Kind of goes with "how's the weather where you are". I mean if you don't know where they are, what good is it to know what their weather is like? And if people ever stop talking about the weather, well ... you know.
So anyway, I don't mind telling you that I'm really being held prisoner in a little bitty box by space aliens who have shrunk me down to the size of a pin and force feed me with microwaves. I don't have a darned idea where though, I've got that darn ".com" suffix.
And the weather here? It stinks.
"No matter where you go - there you are."
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