More LOST clues on the internet
(NOTE: It might make more sense to you if you read the entire post BEFORE you start clicking on the links.)
Trying to escape the tedium of this afternoon's particular task, I surfed over to my nemesis' website and low and behold Mr. James Lileks has a link to something on LOST.
Naturally, I followed Mr. Lilek's instructions, visited the fictional Hanso Foundation website (introduced in the episode "Orientation"), added an "s" to the URLs http and was transported to this website (with sound!).
Faced with this oddity, I tried to translate the website's Morse Code title bar.
Discovering that the translation--if I got it right--is a Latin phrase, I went to this page to get an explanation.
So, do I know anything more now than I did ten minutes ago?
No.
(Mr. Lileks' description of his path down this internet path is similar to the one that I took, but I got a more "satisfactory" answer than he seems to have. Follow my path before you see what he has to say.)
Trying to escape the tedium of this afternoon's particular task, I surfed over to my nemesis' website and low and behold Mr. James Lileks has a link to something on LOST.
Naturally, I followed Mr. Lilek's instructions, visited the fictional Hanso Foundation website (introduced in the episode "Orientation"), added an "s" to the URLs http and was transported to this website (with sound!).
Faced with this oddity, I tried to translate the website's Morse Code title bar.
Discovering that the translation--if I got it right--is a Latin phrase, I went to this page to get an explanation.
So, do I know anything more now than I did ten minutes ago?
No.
(Mr. Lileks' description of his path down this internet path is similar to the one that I took, but I got a more "satisfactory" answer than he seems to have. Follow my path before you see what he has to say.)
posted by David at 2:16 PM
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8 Comments:
May I be allowed one complaint? I try not to criticize others' blogs because it's not cool and you know, it's your blog, so you can write whatever you darn well want to. But I must say that all of these links are overwhelming! Of course, I didn't read this post because of its topic, but I did notice all of the blue linky things and just had to write.
I've got it coming. I know.
It's a matter of style, intent, and circumstance.
You don't often link to other stuff because your posts are about you. While many of mine are about me, many others are simply reactions to stuff I have found out there. Therefore I provide a link to it.
Also, of course, you don't have a computer with you all the time and (I don't think) are as comfortable with the creation of hyperlinks while posting. Therefore, you don't have as many.
This post was laden with links, yes, but that was because I was trying to take you down the path of discovery, page by page.
If it had been on a subject matter you enjoyed, I daresay you wouldn't have been bothered quite as much.
Golly--I wasn't THAT upset by it! It's just a minor pet-peeve of mine, and I see it a lot (esp. in Slate), and sometimes links don't work (or you have to sign up to read them), and other times it would be much easier if the writer just copied and pasted the applicable material into the blog posting.
The topic of this post has nothing to do with it--I just noticed lots of links. I didn't read it. I daresay that I don't enjoy links most of the time, even when the topic itself is enjoyable, and usually don't go to them.
I was just posting a little complaint/observation that others have made and not about you in particular, and suddenly find my hyperlink skills being called into question (rightly, I might add, which does not bother me a bit . . . I might add)! Am I so out of touch with the blogging universe? Does everyone but me love these bastard little links?
I was worried that this might be taken the wrong way . . . but then I didn't rewrite it.
I am not intenting to come off peevishly here. Sorry that it seemed that way.
Mondays are always treacherous! (Just eat your homemade apple pie and forget about me.)
It is my fault. I should not have criticized. However, one can hardly help to read your comments and not think "ah . . . peevish" when accompanied by a photo of yourself that could easily be considered a little bit, um, peevish.
There you go again, Lulu!
I wouldn't consider that photo "peevish." Maybe "resolute" or "adamant." I might concede "irascible" if held at gunpoint.
(Man, I've gotta work on being so touchy.)
I don't consider it peevish, either--but to rule out its being perceived as peevish is living in a fantasy world.
Actually, it looks more like an album cover from one of those 21st c. singer-songwriters known for their "crushing honesty" and "intellectual lyrics". The kind of guys who make all the black-rimmed college girls swoon onto their Army surplus bags.
I meant to say "black-rimmed GLASSES".
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