IoT pt 2

Everyday I learn of a common device or product becoming connected to the internet.

Literally, everything.

Scrolling through my WordPress reader I saw what looked like a pregnancy test but was really a body heat tracker that connects to your phone. This shit is just as bad as the Bluetooth water bottle that tracks your water consumption and notifies you when to drink again.

With all this technology becoming integrated into common goods, doesn’t it seem just a tad bit scary?

What if someone hacked the database to wherever they hold your water consumption algortithms and then turns around and fucks with the water provider in your town and…. Look I don’t know.

All I’m saying is that the IoT is real and we need to put serious thought into what products we should or should not install motherboards and wifi chips.

It’s bad enough Google tracks where I walk to.

~ keep it all smiles

*sigh*

I totally need to calm down with these angry/sad post that I have been flooding my blog with these past years. I mean yeah, I’ve been going through some rough times mentally, but I don’t think I need to express my frustration in a way that makes it seem like I’m a cry baby.

I noticed a new feature on facebooks mobile app that allows you to view your profile the way a person who isn’t friends with you would. I totally forgot that my page is set to where people that are not my friends cannot see my facebook status’. What I didn’t remember was that all of my wordpress activity automatically uploads to my facebook and for all the public to see.

As I scrolled down I saw post after post of all the sad BS that I’ve posted over the recent months. I don’t think I’ve made any uplifting post in quite some time. I don’t even think I’ve made a post that asserted that life was going good. Thinking about it though, I have trained myself over the years to enter the blogosphere to rant and rave about whatever in the hell I’m going through. From my early post back in high school to now, I’ve wrote some of the gnarliest poetry to the most depressing heartbroken shit I could think of.

I really wanna blame facebook because the app is a totally legal drug with bad side effects. The side effects include jealousy, hate, love, depression, psychological torture, and a sprinkle of “WE CONTROL YOUR LIFE.”

I’m serious.

facebook has turned me into a monster.

MANY OF US ARE CREATIONS OF FACEBOOK.

MY DEPRESSION STEMS FROM FACEBOOK.

i really wanna delete facebook but how else am i gonna get a chicks number or stay in contact.

Oh, I’ll also be damned if I have to be one of those boyfriends who has to look at a Snap story or like every Instagram picture because really, I’m not on those sites often. I’ve cut back on facebook but I’ve been a member for quite some time. It’s never really going to go away. 

I am surprised I didn’t get hooked to twitter because back in the G I used to tweet my ass off. I kept up the tweeting habit until I realized that twitter is listerally based on a social status. If my following count is one sided I’m not gonna fuck with it. The purpose was to interact and share shit, now its like high school but on the internet and I am once again lame. 

Damn internet. 

Going back to my originally subject, I need to lighten up. I’m really just a laid back guy who doesn’t say much so for me to take action through words in a way I have been doing for years is kind of bothering me. Come to think of it, I had to rebrand myself as a rapper and talk more of what I know instead of trying to copy my favorite rapper Ab – Soul.

(Side note, I wanted to be hella lyrical and deep thinking like Soulo but that’s just a small portion of me.)

Maybe that’s what I need to do with this site. Rebrand myself and write about the shit I think about when I’m stoned or the natural beauty of life. I’m going to think about this.

VERY … VERY . . hard.

~ keep it all smiles

The Internet

I have really begun to hate the internet. Not becasue some dude on reddit called my blog post “blog spam,” but the fact that the internet house’s more people similar to that ass hole of an individual. Yeah, it was nice to know that you keep you shitty writing on your computer but in the end does it really matter? I mean my article is still sitting on engadget’s Public Access page and it even has two shares meaning that two people understood what the fuck I was talking about.

The internet has been pissing me off since I started using it. I have this serious love hate relationship with this hyperlinked way of interaction. I know that the internet can be used for so much good but then at the same time I always find myself in this situations where I’m being bullied by a bunch of nerds who wouldn’t lay a hand on me in public. The internet gives fuck boys a voice but these same people wildn’ out with their internet antics need to realize that its all a facade.

Complaining about this small issue isn’t going to do much for me, I just figured I would share this story with you folks becasue I know that I am not the only one who gets this type of treatment.