Cobwebs in the brain- how to dust them?

Saw a video today about the exponential growth of technology. I won’t even begin to describe how fast the world of information is growing. My mind boggled just watching the video. The bottom line is : things are getting outdated so fast the words in this blog will be passé by the time you reach the last line! How exciting! Will life be worth living at all in the next few decades? What about humour? Will anybody have time to laugh anymore?
Here’s the link for all of you who are interested in it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cL9Wu2kWwSY

Meanwhile I’m more worried about the exponential growth of information in my head. Every day, every minute I’m adding more information. But is it relevant and worthy? Mostly, it’s drivel if you ask me. Dogshit really.
Look at the news- realms and realms of it appear everyday and all I care about are bits of sports news, whether the Delhi metro is coming up with something else to screw my happiness and if Charlie Sheen said something really stupid so I can stretch my facial muscles while gulping my morning tea before rushing to work. I might as well ask my newspaper man to aim the paper straight at the garbage chute for the attention I give it. In fact I read the funny forwarded messages with more attention than I read the news!

Time, i have realised, is a finite entity. There is never enough of it. On workdays I keep rushing from one job to another and pushing all things in the low priority list to weekends. But on weekends I am so fagged out that I need time to recover and so the pending jobs get pushed down to the to-do lane. Now multiply those into endless weeks and what have you got? Dusty alleys full of cobwebs...in my brain.

The jobs never get done physically- that's ok. It's the mental burden of not doing them that gets to me. Never get to read enough books, never get to hear my favourite songs, talk to my favourite people and think about the good times gone.
If this is what the twenty first century is about- hooray for civilisation! It's excruciatingly vapid. All the leaps in technology and all the handholding of internet connectivity cannot bring back the sheer pleasure of relishing a slow paced, lazy, johnny-head-in-air twentieth century life. So then, how do we get to dust the cobwebs??