Everyone was in love with the man in the computer. He must have said the right things to someone at some point, he got hundreds of emails every day and people were constantly telling others to check out his site and they all did. Thousands of people saw his face every day, thousands checked it more than once between breakfast and dinner, millions flooded its front page during the lunch hour. Tamara and Amber passed notes to each other during work about what they thought of his latest updates. They were shocked one day when he told the world he loved “Cars”. Car sales in the U.S increased fifty percent that day and the highways were blocked up for miles. Little Jimmy on Bloomington Street didn’t commit suicide because he too loved cars; a god in the heavens could be a soul mate too? Little Jimmy had one leg and couldn’t pronounce certain words, he had two dogs that were loyal and got the newspaper for him every morning, he had a girlfriend who was ten years older and sold drugs on Lake Street. Little Jimmy loved to kill chipmunks in his backyard and he sponsored an orphan in Bosnia every month. Things hadn’t been going well for him though the past couple of weeks and he felt like he was at the end of his line. When the man in the computer told him he liked cars he felt like he had made a best friend, there was someone else out there just like him. Maybe the man in the computer also killed chipmunks? He emailed the man in the computer that day and told him about his life and how much it meant to him that he liked cars. Little Jimmy became an avid reader of the site from then on and always waited eagerly for the latest news and thoughts from the man in the computer. One night there was a picture posting of the man in the computer by a woman. Little Jimmy killed himself that day, so did Tamara and Amber. The man in the computer promptly took off the picture because viewership went down dramatically and people had threatened the life of the woman, it was his sister. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon the deleting of the image and quickly grew excited over the listing of his favorite spices. Ginger sold out of all super markets that day and everyone’s life became a little sweeter.