Showing posts with label technology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label technology. Show all posts
Ctrl FREAK
You're becoming a Ctrl + Frk, my love,
U R...
Every time I ENTER I feel a desperate need to ESC,
This place is out HOME not some wacky SPACEBAR.
There was no need to DEL the peace in out sleepy home
and INSERT digital insanity in every living centimetre,
INTRO alienation where there should be trust.
This is no way for rational human beings to Fn* .
Perhaps we should Alt + N + 8 from time to time;
Put on our CAPS LOCK the front door and go for a stroll,
SHIFT our minds to towards the inspirations that come from real life
Like...
...the innocence that beams from that child's eyes,
look a bit deeper, dear, you shivered and turned away without noticing anything
(why are small children so happy but most adults so miserable?) ...
...that sunset on our left, isn't it spectacular?
What's that noise?
Oh,
your bloody mobile.
I guess I'll be enjoying the rest of the sights
alone
while you natter with who-knows-who about
bullshit.
*function
Note: Thanks to the original artists behind these photos (which are not mine) and the websites that provided them.
U R...
Every time I ENTER I feel a desperate need to ESC,
This place is out HOME not some wacky SPACEBAR.
There was no need to DEL the peace in out sleepy home
and INSERT digital insanity in every living centimetre,
INTRO alienation where there should be trust.
This is no way for rational human beings to Fn* .
Perhaps we should Alt + N + 8 from time to time;
Put on our CAPS LOCK the front door and go for a stroll,
SHIFT our minds to towards the inspirations that come from real life
Like...
look a bit deeper, dear, you shivered and turned away without noticing anything
(why are small children so happy but most adults so miserable?) ...
...that sunset on our left, isn't it spectacular?
What's that noise?
Oh,
your bloody mobile.
I guess I'll be enjoying the rest of the sights
alone
while you natter with who-knows-who about
bullshit.
*function
Note: Thanks to the original artists behind these photos (which are not mine) and the websites that provided them.
Colin Firth cloned!
Some kind of science-fiction horror story? No, it's the latest in the movie-star search for eternal youth. Colin Firth's clone was presented to the press this morning. So as not to confuse the public, the newer Colin Firth model will be called Colin Thecond.
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| Advanced laser treatment allows the DNA to be perfectly copied, reproduced and altered. Colin Thecond (left) is exactly eighteen years younger than Colin Firth (right). |
New Pet Shop Boys album!
Pet Shop Boys have released their exciting new album DIVERSIFICATION. The release goes hand in hand with the announcement of plans to open an online plant shop and a designer furniture shop in London. The question on everyone's lips isn't, 'How will they compete with IKEA?' but, 'Will they have to change their name?'
Could you Spotify were following you?
....mmmm, my answer to that is, "I would spot you, yes, but I would only turn around and talk to you if iTunes to."
One, two, pay-per-view.
One, two, pay-per-view,
three, four, go to app store,
five, six, watch on Netflix,
seven, eight, search for soul mate,
nine, ten, chat on MSN,
eleven, twelve, ebooks not shelves,
thirteen, fourteen, automated sorting,
fifteen, sixteen, DJs remixin',
seventeen, eighteen, nobody's waitin',
nineteen, twenty, inbox empty!
original version:
one, two, buckle my shoe,
three, four, knock at the door,
five, six, pick up sticks,
seven, eight, lay them straight,
nine, ten, big, fat hen,
eleven, twelve, dig and delve,
thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting,
fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen,
seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting,
nineteen, twenty, my plate's empty.
three, four, go to app store,
five, six, watch on Netflix,
seven, eight, search for soul mate,
nine, ten, chat on MSN,
eleven, twelve, ebooks not shelves,
thirteen, fourteen, automated sorting,
fifteen, sixteen, DJs remixin',
seventeen, eighteen, nobody's waitin',
nineteen, twenty, inbox empty!
original version:
one, two, buckle my shoe,
three, four, knock at the door,
five, six, pick up sticks,
seven, eight, lay them straight,
nine, ten, big, fat hen,
eleven, twelve, dig and delve,
thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting,
fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen,
seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting,
nineteen, twenty, my plate's empty.
iHumpty Dumpty
Humpty Dumpty was totally cool,
Got out his mobile and wrote on his wall,
Sent lots of Whatsapps to all the kings men
And played Angry Birds til a quarter past ten.
Got out his mobile and wrote on his wall,
Sent lots of Whatsapps to all the kings men
And played Angry Birds til a quarter past ten.
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