Until I started blogging a year ago, I was a bit of a technophobe. Correction. Techno-ignoramus. It wasn't so much that I was afraid of technology, I just didn't know how it worked.
There's still a lot I don't know. I don't own an iPod, or a PDA, or a cell phone that takes pictures. (I think my cell phone can text, but I've never tried it. I'm allergic to phone bills that are more than $60 per month.)
I am loving Wi-Fi, though. Here I am, hundreds of miles from my home and my high-speed modem (I'm writing this while visiting my parents), and I'm posting a blog entry.
How cool is that?
I love laptops, too. Laptops with Wi-Fi.
My parents' cat is sitting beside me on the kitchen table, trying to figure out what this alien contraption on her "stage" is.
(I have the sneaking suspicion she's shedding lots of hair into my keyboard, too.)
I wonder what I'll know how to use 20 years from now?