Everything's on the Internet
I was under the impression that the Internet served as a portal into all the information that ever existed, a vast plain of links and more links that provide everything you've ever wanted to know and see at your fingertips. My impressions, as I'm sure most are aware, were slightly off. It's funny because what I was looking for I was sure that I'd find somewhere, perhaps buried on a fansite, but there nonetheless. Simply put, I was looking to see if anyone anywhere posted any reviews or notes about the Wilco concert I attended Sunday night as part of the Three Rivers Arts Festival. I looked and found: nothing. The only mention of the concert was in conjunction with the festival itself as a part of a calendar. Other than that, nothing.

I've read so much about fansites devoted to everything imaginable on the Internet. Aren't there such things as fanatics that populate discussion boards and such that post immediate reviews? Hell, even the major papers of Pittsburgh failed to review it. If Gore did invent it, he should have required that everything is available on it, and I mean EVERYTHING.