Monday, December 6, 2010

Feb 18, 2010 - "Feet" Myers


Look at that sky!
Our friends Floyd and Sue left to return to MI this morning, and after we saw them off, we headed for the pool. It was the only place in the campground sunny enough to lounge without your fleece jacket on. There were about 4 hours right in the middle of the day where we were able to comfortably wear short pants, but as soon as the sun started to get the tiniest bit low in the sky it got chilly again. My uncle and aunt came over to the campground from Cape Coral, where they’ve been renting a place since the first of the year. They used to own a fifth wheel, and they’re anxious to see the pod. After giving them the tour, then spending some time around camp shooting the breeze, we headed for dinner.

When we arrived, the restaurant’s computers were down, and the poor waitresses were processing orders and credit cards manually. This led to a discussion about technology. Although there’s some difference in our ages, one thing the four of us have in common is that, unlike with all our kids, much of the technology in use today simply didn’t exist when we were younger. We’ve all seen the telephone landline BBS morph into the internet. Party lines have evolved into smart cell phones, and typewriters and adding machines have become laptops. At one time being able to call on the phone to get your bank account balance was high tech; now we all do our everyday banking online. A book of stamps and a book of checks last forever. At one time cash was king; now we all have debit cards. We email, blog and text. We do Facebook, Google, Bling, and Buzz. We’ve shoved our film cameras to the back of the closet and gone digital. We’ve tossed our folded road maps and have GPS units in our cars. We’ve gone from 12 snowy TV stations that go off the air at midnight to hundreds of stations beamed 24/7 by satellite. We own iPods and Kindles, flat screen TVs and XM radios. And we all agreed, these developments are good.

But still, none of us understand Twitter.

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