7/7 Getting places

When I was a kid, I always thought 7 was my lucky number. I feel pretty lucky today, but then again, I felt pretty lucky yesterday. For starters, I’m in the beautiful state of Oregon this week. The sky is robin’s egg blue, the breeze is infused with a hint of the remaining snow on top of Mt. Ashland, and the mountains are still green and inviting. Perhaps best of all, I have my new 22-inch monitor to work on. Can you imagine? Seven files open at one time? Life is good.

I just watched a YouTube video wherein one of the presidential candidates is announcing that he hates bloggers (and hey dude, that’s me!). The person who posted it commented that it’s cause he’s old. What’s age got to do with it? How about “out of touch”? Luddite? How can we even consider having a president who has no real comprehension of privacy concerns on the Internet, library use of computers and so on when these issues continue to loom large and controversial?

Not knowing how to use the Internet is like insisting on walking rather than riding in a motorized vehicle. I love walking, but I can get much further, much more quickly, using “modern” inventions.