I could be a "computer potato" or just a dork, but I sat here last night and looked at Google Earth for HOURS. Being able to see all the places that others have pinpointed is so very handy. It was well after midnight, but before one o'clock before I finally packed it in. (I knew I wasn't going to work, so I'd be sleeping-in. I have to work on Saturday instead.)
As I've told everyone dozens of times, if there had been an Internet in the '70's, I'd have never left home. No college, no marriage, no children, and no job (or at the very least a job I didn't have to leave home for.)
Since I don't travel much, I guess the Internet is my version of traveling. Can't you just go anywhere? The huge repository of information at your virtual fingertips never fails to amaze and amuse me. Sometimes I wonder if the ease with which we can summon these facts, figures, images, etc, makes me less likely to remember any of it? I am smarter or dumber for having spent hours here? Is the Internet really different than the past when I'd have spent hours with a book of my choice?
Several New Years ago, my resolution was to go back to reading, (books, that is.) I was working in a retail environment and the time. It lasted for a couple of months, with maybe a book a week read. Then I gravitated back to my online newspapers, my Internet news portals, my blogs, my images. I think I'm addressing two different topics simultaneously here, but you get my gist.