Ignorance is bliss, so it is said...or was said by someone...or is just one of those things "they" say. I hope this is so, because I am studiously working toward being pretty darn blissful. This isn't to say that I want to be unintelligent or uninformed, but rather just remain blissfully ignorant of so much of what seems to pass as important information today.
In the age of Facebook, Twitter, I-Phones with an app-for-everything and a website for everything else, I am slipping further and further behind every day in the communication super-overload that passes for interaction and entertainment. I haven't checked my Facebook page in so long, it is very possible that my friends have set up one of those creepy e-memorials, mourning my passing. Some days, it feels like they should.
I don't Google anything. I have teenagers to meet all of my internet needs, and their sole purpose seems to be to You-Tube and Wiki and Ask.com all the questions I need answered. Without them, I might just go to the library and look up what I need in an encyclopedia. Do we still have those?
Music is something I listen to on the radio, locally not by satellite, or on CD's that get scratched and lost and taken by ex's. I would almost go vinyl, but can't afford the fancy new record players that are being sold now to feed the "retro" minded music masses. I rather prefer the radio anyway, with it's questionable sound quality, limited variety (in Idaho anyway) and the fact that I am totally dependent on the DJ (if there is one anymore; I carefully avoid the people-free stations that just crank out the pre-programmed playlists and pause only for a station break, and where the only human input is from commercials.)
Decision time is coming, regarding my lack of participation in this Human Race...soon I will either have to get up and run with the rest, or forever be left so far behind that I cannot catch up. Not that I much want to compete for first place, but I suppose I don't want to be standing on the sidelines and realize that the last of the runners has gone by, and there is no one left to cheer on, either. I may try out the MP3 player that my daughter gave me, from when she upgraded to a better model (although hah, the new one has already broken and is barely usable, hence my argument with technology rushing ahead of itself faster than it can keep up), or I might update my Facebook status (something like, "Not dead. Now quit arguing over who gets my stuff"). Or maybe I will just surf the 'Net a little bit, and check out some of the websites that are causing such a stir. I hear you can buy a lot of interesting things on this new E-Bay they have...
