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Stumble Upon Has Mastered the Art of Time Travel It's crunch time, finals are in a few weeks and I haven't studied since October. So what am I doing? That's right, surfing the net. As I was watching the trailer for the nerdiest movie ever made (Some lame documentary about Wikipedia. Seriously, a documentary, about an encyclopedia. Snore.), I get this message box from thedailyshow.com telling me to update my flash or some shit. Huh? Two stumbles later I'm at thedailyshow.com watching John Stewart bash America. I documented the entire thing. Check it out. So, I'm watching this trailer right? Well, actually, I wasn't really watching the trailer. I was looking at the guy in the boat cause he looks like this guy who used to live next door to me. I was friends with his son but he didn't like me because I was a monstrous little shit. I think he was also my soccer coach. I can't remember. It was a long time ago. Anways. I'm looking at this page here and that stupid box shows up. I closed it and it came up again so I updated my stupid flash.
The next thing I know I'm at this website here.
WTF? Now, I can only think of two reasons why this would happen. It's either because Stumble Upon is some sort of cyber witch who is fucking with me or perhaps Stumble Upon is the most courteous program ever made. It's quite obvious that it knew it would be sending me to a website I was ill-prepared to enjoy and quickly traveled back in time to warn me of the possible troubles ahead. I must say that I am very impressed. The fact that a computer program has mastered time travel and has allowed me to unleash the full fury of my multitasking AMD 64 dual core processor to simultaneously watch a lame video AND update to the newest version of flash is amazing. Either that or prefetch stumbles is turned on. I can't be bothered to check though. God bless you Stumble Upon. God bless you. -= Bagoda =- |
