I relate to this paragraph of the most recent Penny Arcade post all too well.
"Having seen the entire arc of the consumer Internet, having seen cellular access go from ultranovel to functionally baseline, it has managed to stay weird for me. It’s like caffeine, this access; not necessarily hard to get, mostly available, but when you don’t have it holy shit. If an episode of My Little Pony cuts out halfway through at my house, watch the fuck out. They need this stuff. I’m equal parts father and, somehow, dystopian data druglord."