I revisited my blog after so many days...
actually I am deeply involved with wikipedia nowadays and can't refrain myself from updating/ reading editing the wikis.....
There is a speacial song on the lines of Hotel California which goes like this:
On a dark office evening,
Sat down in my chair.
Sharp smell of stale coffee
Circling round in the air.
Suddenly on the webpage
There came a flickering light.
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim;
I had to stop for the night.
There it was in the link list:
"Edit page; you'll do well"
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell!
Then it lit up the quickbar
And it showed me the way.
There were pages begging clean-up;
I thought I heard them say:
Welcome to the Hotel Wikipedia
Such a lovely place
So much empty space
Plenty of work at the Hotel Wikipedia
Any time of year
You can find us here...
Many links in the Portal
Disambigs won't suffice
And users said,
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device.
And in the Most Requested
The list of pages increased;
They edit with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast.
Last thing I remember,
I couldn't take any more.
I had to find the passage back
to the life I had before
Relax, said the Rambot,
We are programmed to receive.
You can log out any time you like
But you can never leave.
Welcome to the Hotel Wikipedia
Such a lovely place
So much empty space
They're typing it in at the Hotel Wikipedia
Things that you can do—
Revert vandals, too—
