Pilot's Log

Hey.

My dreams have been very strange for a long time. I've been perpetually trapped in adolescence, wandering shopping plazas, crawling over bookshelves and piles of merchandise...trying to figure out what I want...

...I think I'm dreaming about my relationship with the Internet. Would having a more modern connection make me "adult"? Would having actual money to spend over the Web do it? Ten years on and I'm still some sort of Internet "child"? Is the Internet the ONLY life I can find worthwhile anymore?

I hate this line of thought, but I can assure you that all the other thoughts currently running through my mind are worse that this. Hideously worse.

FP

Flash animation.

I like a good share of it. I used to follow MondoMiniShows every week till their inexplicable implosion circa 2001. (I was particularly into "Piki & Poko", "Thugs On Film" and "Heavy Metal Guy".) I used to follow WB's online toon "Gotham Girls", based on the femme characters of Batman. I kinda like the animated "8-Bit Theater", even if the webstrip itself doesn't really grab me. (I showed Mom "Garland vs. The Imps" and she loved it.)

In relatively recent times, I found that I could use IrfanView and ZoomPlayer to watch Flash files, so I've been peeking at stuff I've downloaded. But some files refuse to play, due to one technical fault or another. I used to have the main official Flash/Dreamweaver program, but it was installed on Celery Green--and while I still have its Hard Drive, it's currently inaccessible.

Yeah, if a Flash film's hosted on-line, I still could watch via Internet Explorer's plug-in, but if it isn't, I'm out of luck. And waiting for it to load to my cache is tedious. Gotta be a better way. :(

FP