Monday, July 25, 2005

Anica's boyfriend called me a ludite. I have never been called a ludite before. Am I a ludite? My admant refusal to acquire a cell phone is what prompted the label, but I don't eschew cell phones because I abhor technology. I eschew cell phones because I think they are annoying, intrusive and (largely) unnecessary. Oh, and did I mention costly? Why would I pay money for people to interrupt whatever I'm doing with an obnoxious "dee dee do de, dee dee do de, deedy do de do?" If I want someone to talk to me, I'll plant myself near a phone and engage in activites I don't mind being interrupted.

My response to the ludite comment was that cell phones have no adventure in them. Arranging a rendevous in the mall back in bad old days was so much more exciting. "Okay, I'll meet you by the fountain at 2 o'clock sharp. Let's synchronize our watches." Now, you just call the person every twenty minutes and ask, "Where are you now?" It's like they're homing beacons or something.

Bleh.

BTW I would officially like to say that I found the boyfriend (in spite of the luddite comment) to be a decent fellow.

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For those of you who don't think I post enough (if there are such people - all, I hear is crickets), I thought I would let you in on my other blog-like projects. One is a conversation about art between Sarah and I called Arrivals. This is serious blogging, not for the faint of heart.

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Friday, July 15, 2005

You Are 79% American
You're as American as red meat and shooting ranges.
Tough and independent, you think big.
You love everything about the US, wrong or right.
And anyone who criticizes your home better not do it in front of you!

How American Are You?



Yeahaw! At least I did better on this one that that political quiz that said I was (gasp!) a moderate.



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