First off, I’d like to point out that “fribbles” is absolutely a real word.
I don’t care how many red lines that spell checker puts under it. I don’t care how many dictionary websites give you a “404 – page not found” error when you type it in.
It is a real, honest-to-goodness, I-kid-you-not, scout’s honor, sho-nuff, cross-my-heart word. Look it up yourself.
Ironically, the act of looking up the word “fribble” is in itself is a fribble. You can’t get much more Inception-like than that.
Secondly, I’d like to point out that today is Friday. You might not have picked that up from the title up there, but I am not too proud to point out the obvious when it needs pointing out, which it often does.
Which begs the question, if you have to point it out, is it truly obvious?
We live in an age where the obvious is obfuscatory, and the ambiguous is punctilious.
This is all brought about, ironically, by there being too much information too readily available.
Having the internet at our fingertips is like being in a windowless room with 500 clocks in it and asking what time it is. If you were in such a room, would you know what time it is?
The internet’s answer to this conundrum is to present you with 500 additional clocks.
This gives you the impression of additional precision and the illusion of a larger sample size, but in fact only obfuscates the situation even more.
So, to celebrate the irony of being buried alive in information and yet somehow being less informed for it, enjoy the following musical selections that examine the mystery of how time passes by unobserved while being so precisely measured.
Okay … time’s up! Now get back to work before your boss catches you goofing off!