I read what I wrote last night and didn't understand it.
It was a movie review. A terrible movie review, but nonetheless...
Yes, it was about I am Fourth in Line or I am Number Four or something like that. It had good guys who were handsome and likable and bad guys that wore black and were ugly and it started off pretty good and kind of descended into a bunch of fight scenes between aliens and I really don't want to talk about it this morning.
You gave it a 67.5 out of 104.
I may have overrated it. But my concern this morning is that I am being sucked into a technological morass. It is because people keep giving me things.
Oh, that sounds horrible.
Look, I have a digital camera and a digital video recorder. Right off the bat I was skirting the edge. Then I upgraded my $18 flip cell phone to at $49 cell phone which has one of those itsy bitsy keyboards on the bottom and takes horrible pictures. And I learned how to text (you can see where I started sinking) and learned that some people forgot how to speak on phones and only responded to texts. That is where I drew the line. I had sunk in the digital quicksand up to my waist and needed pull myself out.
Whew! Sounds like you were being whipped down into a dizzying cauldron that...
Wi Fi. Try to keep up. So I took it to work figuring that I could tap into the electronic ether there....but it was proprietary and wouldn't let me in. Well, I wasn't about to install that WiFi stuff in my house because I didn't want all those strange tech molecules floating through my air. So, after fourteen seconds deliberation, I realized that my son has everything techy. So I loaned him my Kindle to play with for a weekend and he downloaded some free books onto it.
Have you read them?
No. I have too many flesh and blood books laying around to read. But I'll try it some day. The point is that I am being sucked deeper and deeper by doing nothing. It gets worse.
I feel so sorry for you.
|'Whispers' by Travis Erwin|
It was a book he had written. He is an author, after all. You see I have started reading a wonderful blog by Wendy Russ called On the Front Porch and she interviewed Travis and was giving away his book to three people that commented and out of the thousands I was picked because she recognized by verve and magnificent contributions to the arts, science and...
She drew your name out of a hat.
You are missing the point here. I now have a fancier cell phone, a digital video and a Kindle and a gift book for my Kindle that I can't download. I think I am going to have to loan my Kindle to my son again.
But, it doesn't stop there.
We will pray for you. You are now chest deep in the technological quicksand.
I don't want to talk about it -- it makes me dizzy.
Did you notice that I deleted that Follower Section from my blog?
Huh? Jerry, this is getting a bit long already...
It all seemed a little silly to me. It was like bragging or something and it bugged me. So I deleted it. It was kind of like that Friends thing on FaceBook which was stupid. When I got up to 800 friends on FaceBook -- and I never even wrote in the damn thing -- I decided that this makes the concept of friends meaningless and deleted my FaceBook account, which wasn't easy let me tell you.
You are a little viscous deleting things right and left.
You know the Bible says that when you get a sty in the moat pluck your eyes out. Or something like that.
I think you failed the Biblical scholar test.
But I am adaptable. You know, blog people actually make comments in response to comments on their blogs. I kind of figured this was a sneaky way of making their comment count high.....you know, you would show 50 comments when actually 40 of them were written by you.
But then I read that this is not only an acceptable but recommended practice. It is a nice thing to do.
So you are...
That's right. Starting with this blog I am going to comment to commenters. It is a bit of a problem though because I have to think of something to say. If a someone comments "Interesting", what do I say? "Your comment was interesting too". And it may be time consuming. But I'll give it a shot.
This missive has wandered all over the place.
That is your fault. If you would stop making stupid comments I could end this thing.