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Oct
22
Discrepancies on the Web
Filed Under Creativity, Internet | 1 Comment
Not all things on the internet are as they appear. You might have guess that already, but today I will bring you proof – hard evidence.
Stumbling along I ran into one campanion stumbler who could my eye – wonder if there is any male on this planet who’s eye this person would not have caught. Take a look…
If your eye get caught what can you do? The rest of the body, including arms and finger that are usually operating keyboard and mouse have to follow. You can’t just detach them, can you?
So, following the eyes, the keyboard and mouse fingers operated the browser controls in a way that the eyes ended up at the web site belonging to this stumble-upon member with the name of FNA.
And what a great website that is! I really must recommend to every designer to take a look. It certainly appeals to me based upon its clear and minimalistic design.
A site like this invites you to explore and so I did. The eyes still commanding the rest of my body to look for more pictures – and then I found it – the email address…
It starts with Frank!
Frank??
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Posted by Merlin - October 22nd, 2008
Frank (!?) does seem to be a very private person, I am getting the idea.
I certainly wanted to find out how a beautiful woman like her can get a name like that. OK, sometimes there are well-meaning parents that call their son Sue (see the Johnny Cash song “A boy named Sue”) but calling a pretty girl Frank?!
So, I tried to get in touch with Frank through his StumbleUpon profile – no-go, she does not allow me to send a message.
Next stop is her web site where I found a page with contact info – again no answer to my message – and that where I even talked some German, because Frank tells us on her StumbleUpon profile that she is from Berlin.
Oh, well, maybe I just have to live with that mystery…