I fought the good fight. Like the good Midwesterner I am, I resisted as long as I possibly could. I was certain blogging was a fad and like Beta video tape recorders it would soon fade away. But, once again, I was wrong. Blogging is growing at a breakneck pace and any writer worth their ink has a blog these days. So I was eventually worn down enough to admit that I too needed a blog. Part of my resistance was because the word “blog” sounds so unattractive. Like all things, though, if you hear it enough you become desensitized. So today I open my first blog page, proving that old dogs really can learn new tricks.
I begin this part of my writing life with a lump in my throat and the fear that I will eventually push a wrong button and end up on the FBI’s Most Wanted list. I have no idea how that might happen. Since I am just now beginning my first blog I am obviously not that savvy in the “how’s” of technology. That’s why I rely on people less than half my age to help me. And that’s what I did when I decided I wanted my own blog. (Thank you Katy and Faryle!)
These days everyone over 40 should have a stable of smart, young people to call on when they need help deciphering some aspect of modern technology. Lord knows I’m ill-equipped to understand much of it. I am of the generation of slide rules, typewriters and eight-track tape players. Growing up the closest thing I had to a video game was my Etch A Sketch. The highest tech device I played with as a kid was a plastic set of walkie talkies that were so crummy the only way we could hear what the person on the other end was saying when using them was to put them down and simply scream at each other. Honestly, two tin cans connected by a taut string worked better.
So, these days I find myself often wearing a puzzled look. When my friends, most of them younger than I, began to talk about Facebook I thought they were referring to Wanted posters on the wall at the post office. When they talked of Twitter and Tweets all I thought of was Sylvester the cat and his little bird friend, now here I am blogging!! And I’m on Facebook and Twitter, too.
If I didn’t know better, I might think I’m getting cooler as I get older. But, the truth is, I’m not. I am however, an Old Dog with a New Blog.