h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

...dear. I thought this entry would focus on the inevitable need to sweep away unused pockets of data in an attempt to improve the efficiency of the Internet.

I hate myself for ever thinking such a thing.

The world is a cold, dangerous place where those who fall out of popularity are cast aside to eventually be forgotten and fade away. Kind've like that Scandinavian fella from 'The Beach.' You know, the one who got bitten.

By that shark.

I don't feel so well. I need to be with people...

Sweep it away? Are you joking? Where would the desperados go? What if they came to my home page? And what would the vultures eat without abandoned websites to attract prey? Finally, are people those bipedal pink things I vaguely remember from before I went online?

...I could retire by surfing the internet.

I especially hate it when I'm searching for information on one topic for hours, and the one site that looks like it might have just what I need is unresponsive or dead. Case in point is when I tried to buy a glass-bottomed pewter tankard for my dad's birthday. Out of 300 websites listed in my search, only 4 of them sold such an item, and only one website of those four actually worked properly. >:-|

Agravating, isn't it.

My website died
late last fall,
the index corrupted,
hit number small,
dead websites
aren't much fun...
no no no
(3 part harmony)
deaaaaaaaaaaaaad websites
deaddeaddead
deaaaaaaaaaaaaad websites
deaaaaaaaaaaaaad websites
aren't much fun