It’s going to be a tearaway-fast busy day at work. I look at the clock as I sit down before my computer, and log in to my mail to check for important messages. Oh, the first five mails are from Facebook! Nothing terribly important, of course, it’ll only take a moment to see what they are about. Great, a friend request from a guy I haven’t met since college! And an invitation to a friend’s book launch. Darn, I won’t make it. Must let him know.
So I log in to Facebook. There’s a funny status message from a pal asking who among us would make the best private detective. Everyone is nominating himself or herself, so I nominate myself as well. And one saying “Zeitgeist: raat bhar, aapki tweet aati rahi”. Haha. Zeitgeist: All night, your tweets kept coming. Wonder who that tweeter could be. Shashi Tharoor?
Reminds me, I must log in to Twitter and see what Twitter Minister has updated now. Today it’s about him speaking his first words in Parliament. “Alas, they were formulaic: I beg to lay papers on the table of the House”, the writer-diplomat-minister laments. Would have been more fun if he’d started with a quote from… Michael Jackson?
There’s a tweet from New Scientist magazine as well. Monkeys have a memory for grammar, it says, but like the rest of us, they occasionally misuse apostrophes. I guess that proves Darwin was right, finally.
I quickly scan the rest of the Facebook and Twitter updates to see who’s doing what. Lucky sod, she’s in Scotland. And what’s that nincompoop doing with a hot babe in Manali? Life is so unfair.
Ah, a bit of useful info, finally. A geek friend has put up a link to how you can remotely control your PC using email, Twitter or SMS. Wow. It seems you can actually turn your computer off or on, or log out from pretty much anywhere in the world, with just a tweet or SMS! All it takes is one free app.
What if something goes wrong and someone else takes over my PC via remote control? Hmmm. Let me think. Actually, let me Google. And Digg.
Ah, here it is. Some guy who calls himself Johan Marcus Guy has written that he got the instructions wrong, and now his PC is controlling him via Twitter and SMS.
“Just moments ago, my Windows sent me an SMS request to attack my dog with a golf club. I think he’ll be fine, but he did sustain injuries. This is not the main problem however, the emails are. In the past three hours I’ve been made to buy 25 shipments of Viagra, and to look for hot grannies in my neighbourhood,” he writes.
Maybe I should stay away from this remote control download. I don’t want my PC controlling me.
Oh no! What time is it?