The distant future: the year 2000

Guys.

I just barely started using Google Reader like five minutes ago. No joke.

I know. I know. People have been using Reader to manage the sites they check regularly for like EONS now. Or, you know, a few years. Which in today’s tech terms is more like decades.

But consider this: I didn’t join Facebook until probably 2007 or 2008.

Also I didn’t join MySpace until like 2006. (I had an account for approximately three days before I deleted it.)

Also I have had my current cell phone since shortly after I got married and will probably not get a new one until this one dies.

Also I only just got my first iPod last month, and David had to buy it for me because I kept saying I wanted one but could never bring myself to actually get one.

So yeah. For me to be a few years behind on technology trends is pretty typical.

Besides, I kind of like having a truckload of bookmarks to click on. I’ve made a morning ritual out of opening like a billion tabs and closing them one by one as I check my favorite pages. There’s something satisfying about going from page to page to page.

It’s also a little ridiculous, though, because sometimes I end up checking so-and-so’s blog several times a day to see if she posted something new. That’s just unnecessary. And frankly a little stalkerish. (I really hope people don’t freak out when they check their site stats and see that some crazy lady in Arizona has been clicking back to the same page like every other hour.)

This Reader business is going to take some getting used to but if it makes me less of a creep, then I can adjust.

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Incidentally, and speaking of technology, I am compiling a list of songs about robots. Thus far it looks like this:

Robots — Dan Mangan
Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, Pt. 1 — The Flaming Lips
Robots — Flight of the Conchords
She’s a Robot — The Brobecks
I Am Not a Robot — Marina & the Diamonds
Mr. Roboto — Styx

Any additions I should consider?

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Also, for your viewing pleasure, I give you Miss Amelia eating her toes.
You’re welcome, Mom.

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