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September 28, 2001 

I've spent the last hour surfing for a birthday present. Will someone explain to me why the internet, which theoretically holds everything I've ever imagined, and more, does not have anything I would want to buy for my Dad? I'm going to have to resort to the age old tradition of 'heading down the shops on a Saturday'. Not at all in keeping with my new guise as a techno-wizz.