Sometimes I think I'll just come on here and go "CUT! That's a wrap everybody." And the internet will be broken down into pieces and each piece will be put into little boxes and rolled out of a room onto a truck and everyone will go home.

And there will be no such thing as Twitter or Flickr or Blogger or Tumblr. Nothing will ever end in R again.

Until we invent the Outernet.

On the Outernet, Twitter is the sound of the birds in the trees. On the Outernet, Flickr what the sun does when it peeks through the leaves, or what the stars do in the night sky. On the Outernet, Blogger is the assistant lumberjack to Alogger, and Tumblr is what we do down hills.

Someday, dreamers.

(Blame dystopian fiction for these thoughts. Things to come; currently bubbling and stewing under the heat lamps of my brain.)