18.1.09

Scribes and Pirates Away



Welcome to the end times. All we have left is "world enough..." This is my first blog. It feels strange and yet very liberating to suddenly have a medium such as this one to be creative and explore the world wide web as a writer. I wonder if maybe this could be my niche or opportunity knocking. Which reminds me, my son is really rather clever at the obscure art of knock-knock jokes. I cannot for the life of me think of one, but when I googled it (all hail the google gods) I found a ton of links to a literal slew of Knock knock jokes. Knock knock!! Who's there? Mary Lee. Mary Lee who? Merrily we roll along. And on...I truly believe you can find anything on the Internet- ANYTHING. Instead of Crazy Eights (great card game by the way) let's play Try to Stump Google. Admittedly, I am one of those select few who tread lightly upon the grounds of technology. In other words, I live in the dark ages; I do not own a laptop or an ipod or even a smartypants cell phone with a "qwerty" keyboard. I have no idea what DVR stands for and I have a mild disgust for GPS locators in vehicles- especially the ones that talk to you in the creepy, robotic lady voice. I guess I am in denial; longing for a world of love letters and landlines, mixed tapes and road maps. "Old school," remains a great vernacular term for someone who is privy to the original source of something considered cool or trendy. Though after pondering being "old school", I can't help but find delightful puns and metaphors for those lost (such as myself) in the Age of Technology. Dusty books, love letters and telephone booths truly do come from an old school of thought, a less modern way, and very simply signify a chapter in history we have finished. This is not to say that suddenly books and pencils will become extinguished or even forgotten. Rather they shall be shelved as historic specimens and classic décor. For me, it's time to join the dead man's party, time to set sail this electronic boat. Sign me up for the real deal, the buzzing beat of the world wide web, the technological heart of humanity. Blog me, pod me, and plug me in.