Justified Existance

Ever since I discovered Flickr's Explore page I've been not-so-secretly lusting for some placement on it. Don't know what I'm talking about? Let me break it down. Everyday the fine folks at Flickr showcase the 500 most interesting photos uploaded on that day on their Explore page. The top 500 most interesting out of the daily ten million. What defines a subjective thing like interestingness? I don't know how it can be defined or ranked but Flickr applied for a patent on it, with math and everything. I don't know how it works but I want in. I want in a whole lot more. I know I'm not that great of a photomancer (That's right, I just made that up) but I check out my flickr stats everyday to see how heavy my account traffic has been. Usually before I check my e-mail. Usually before I get out of bed.

I check and check and check to give the project some kind of meaning. As if I suspect that one day, through a magical or soul-selling kind of way, my traffic would go from a couple hundred to something astronomical. A number so obscene and outlandishly unfathomable that just seeing it would make that small part of your brain that handles numbers, (the intraparietal sulcus, I looked it up!) detach and become sentient beyond you. A part of your brain would grow it's own brain. It would have a mind of it's own and it would hate you. It would hate you so hard that you would die through sheer force of will. The autopsy report would claim that the deceased died of bearing witness to a huge fucking number, also that the intraparietal sulcus left a mess on it's way to space camp.

So, having a photato (that's right, I made that up too) featured in Explore is like winning a really cool prize for me. A prize in the, "You're As Subjectively Good As These Other 499 People" contest. Or the top 500 of the daily ten million. I had one ranked at #499 a couple of months ago. It was great for me, really, anything for the ego. So today when I checked and saw that I had another I was quite pleased by it. Especially now since I can rub it in Dan's filthy fucking face for saying, "That's not how the sky looks, that tree is stupid, you suck, everything you do sucks, I hope you and everything you are dies!" I may have exaggerated. I'm just jealous because I'm really envious of his and the other Dan's abilities. They're both fantastic and I wish I could be as talented and driven as they are.

Reach

Because it's just this and video games.