Whenever I surf the Net, I always make it a point to include visiting some sites that I’ve bookmarked, naturally with the hope of going through them again, either to review the things that attracted me in the first place, or to see if any updates have been made.
It’s really a big letdown when I encounter error codes that tell me the page I bookmarked is not there for me (insert gnashing of teeth here), specially when it’s something about my hard interests such as beaches, cooking or Hong Kong, for example.
The dreaded “404 Not Found” used to drive me into paroxsyms of hilarity or rage, depending on which site I was trying to access. In most instances, 404 Not Found would dumbfound me and make me want to bang my head on the monitor.
Why couldn’t it be found when I just viewed it a few days ago? Why is it suddenly gone? Why???
I found out soon enough that 404 had evil relatives. As if it were not enough to not find a page I liked anymore, it was also possible to go 500 (“Page Not Available”) and 403 (“Forbidden/Access Denied”).
As far as I am concerned, those error codes tell me one thing only: that the world wide web is manic-depressive. It can choose to make you happy by showing to you pages you like when you come repeat-visiting, or it can totally and callously ignore your existence.
Hmm… reminds me of Ira’s mother.
Duh.
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I am David Garcia and I am feeling: blech
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