I recently had a problem with my internet connection and had to call in the big guns ( my brother Hal, the Macman ) but that was the least of it in the long run. While I HAVe learned to log into my blog and write my wonderful words of wisdom, simple little things such as figuring out some of my email and getting back to certain places or saving websites and then clicking them on and naming my folders... EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!! Somebody take me back in time where typing was mailing a letter and sending it off, typing on a manual typewriter blah blah blah and then well, just things like that. I am soooo not a tech person. I have yet to figure out my VCR and it is obsolete now and there are other items I have that have never been used because I just am NOT MECHANICAL. It boils down to mechanics, electronics and technology. And no, I do not know how to drive. I have mastered the art of turning on the tv and of clicking on channels and even being able to hit mute or the return to the last channel button. Bully for me! And I am very upset about how the stupid manufacturers are phasing out cassette players ( another rant for that on another day ). Because I do know how to click on buttons and turn things on and off and even figured and fiddled with learning some equalizer features... But technology has left me in the dust.. and those who are so arrogant and their attitudes... sheesh!
The attitude is that one must change with the times but I have a huge problem with that. Why should I change when what worked yesterday ain't broken and I don't really feel it needs to be fixed. It needs to be brought back. The biggest problem with technology ( aside from the crippling price of anything new ) is that those who create it need to learn that lovely principle of "KISS." No, not KISS as in the rock band but KISS as in Keep it simple, stupid.
I keep telling myself that things will suddenly get better, I will finally unravel the mysteries and learn how to use this durn thing and that life will be good.
I need to learn to type up and save what I type and be able to then toss it onto a usb thingy and also learn my printer and type up my fantasy stuff longhand. Then I need to learn how to make little videos of the future star, Snooty Aunt Cynthia, and toss em onto youtube. Then the star of the 60s that never was, Psyche Daul of the Psychedaulics, the band that never was, can have her music created on garage band and that can get tossed onto itunes and youtube. Ah the ambitions of the over the hill ( which is better than under it unless one owns a cave ) spinster with her dreams of glory. Now if I could only use this technology thing that I am soooooo lousy at to help me achieve those dreams rather than thwart them.
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