I have a confession to make: Sometimes I wonder if my Internet activities could get me arrested. I can clearly imagine a loud pounding at the door -- bang, bang!, And then a man's booming voice, yelling, "Open up, Ma'am!" Err, whaaa -- ? So I pad to the door in my jammies and standing there are six big men sternly holding up FBI badges. "What did I do, officers?" I gasp. (Quickly trying to prettify myself.) And to my horror, they answer, "You did a Google search for kiddie porn!" Oh noooo. Let me explain myself.

What did we do before the Internet? It's a question we pretty much ask ourselves on a daily basis, whether we're using it for Wikipedia, Facebook, or uh ... getting freaky with our bad selves to some X-rated videos. But there was a time when you had to do all of the activities associated with those kinds of sites in person. You had to actually read an encyclopedia, say "Happy birthday!" to a friend in person or on the phone, and well, either watch a VHS, look at a magazine, or hmm ... actually have sex!

But people, at this point, we are so far gone that news flash: Some of us would give up sex for the Internet! Oh man, here we go again ...

You remember Adrianne Curry, right? She's the first and probably the most notorious winner of America's Next Top Model-turned-Mrs. Peter Brady and one of the most attention-whoring reality stars the world has ever known! So it should come as no surprise that she's scheming for more followers on Twitter. She tweeted that if she reaches 300,000 followers, she'll post a pic of herself topless. Woo woo ... (Apparently, she doesn't realize Google can probably spit up that very same image in less than 30 seconds for anyone who wants it. But that's beside the point.)

Making it even worse: She's pulled similar shameless shenanigans before, like when she tweeted a pic of her naked booty. Oy vey, woman! It's not that I take any issue with her being so "open" and comfortable with her naked body -- good for her! -- but I do have a problem with Twitter users who are proven, perpetual attention junkies.

One of the most beautiful things I've seen all day are the photos (like the one pictured here) from the Breast Cancer Awareness Body Painting Project. In each portrait, a breast cancer survivor poses with a brightly painted chest. The women in the pictures say that the experience has been enlightening and therapeutic, and has reignited their spirits. But unlike me and probably you, Facebook isn't a fan.

Not long after the pics were posted on the social network, they were taken down by the site. Facebook blasted the photos as pornography, citing inappropriate nudity, which is a violation of the terms of use. Gone also were the many supportive, uplifting comments that had been left under the photographs. Wow. Facebook really knows how to be a total buzzkill, huh?

I've been a comic book fan for years, and the idea of a superhero vigilante—an imposing justice-delivering figure like Batman or The Punisher—has always been appealing to me. Real-life superhero vigilantes, however, usually aren't quite as intriguing. Yeah, I'm talking to you, pepper-spray-wielding Phoenix Jones.The hacker group Anonymous likes to refer to themselves as "Internet vigilantes," but they've always kind of struck me as being a bunch of obnoxious kids, hiding behind their computers in order to crash Sony's websites and steal all sorts of private data. Not exactly on the same badass level as The Watchmen, you know?However, Anonymous has stepped up their game lately. Last week, the cyber activists took on a child pornography ring—and busted it wide open. I don't know about you, but I think this might just be cape-worthy.