True to the dream

The Internet rules when you need to figure out where something is, or what it's called. These are obvious observations, but I can also remember printing out a tax form for an old guy about five years ago. He had looked everywhere, other libraries, the post office, and was agitated and overwhelmed by the time he got to me. After I handed it to him, he was so totally relieved that he just stood there and shook his head marveling at the enormous shift that had provided him with this previously unobtainable document.
Unfortunately, it also gives us another venue to keep looking for something; and in this case it becomes a truly endless search.
Having joined Facebook and experiencing the true meaning of the words web, or tentacles I have seen the face of evil and still check back every day.