The magpie discordance of the Internet

Bizarre how the Internet makes the mind jump around. This morning my hop-along cortex jumped from a story about Theory to a rundown on the Republican Party's elitism to the top ten stories I missed in 2005 -- all in 5 minutes; and before that I broke off reading about Bono and the Iran President to masturbate. My orgasm was just another article my mind hopped along over. It's like one's mind is in constant massage mode (what's your mind been up to in the last 10 minutes). What did my mind do before the Internet came along to exercise it?