This is not my beautiful house

[forsyth]

I think I'm living in an alternate dimension. Things got crossed up somewhere along the way. I distinctly remember the Internet that was going to be a great virtual space, where we'd all be flying around as disembodied brains or characters from TRON, and also be living on the moon with flying cars. Who do I go to to complain? Somebody gave me a ticket to the wrong future.

Tags: Mindscribbles