Армагандонизация истории Курска
4 years ago
Sunday, July 27, 2008
The Evolution
I have deemed it time to write a blog. I didn't think I would ever write a blog, yet here I am writing a blog. Why do people write blogs? I'm not too sure, I signed up to do this mostly to respond to someone who I've come in recent contact with after almost 20 years of time passing. I don't claim to be any kind of writer. Maybe this is how it starts. You email, then you instant message and you stop. I was living in Texas (that's another entry for another time) and my Mom came to visit. One evening I was on ICQ with my sister in Florida. My mother was fascinated. She couldn't believe it was so simple and free. She left my house after a few days and visited my sister. There we were writing to each other again, now she is writing to me from Florida.
My Mom finishes her trek around the country and purchases her first computer. She was compelled to start typing, typing instead of calling, or that was the intent. She buys a computer and we end up on the phone for hours. How does this happen? This doesn't begin the way she thinks it should. "Why can't I find you on my computer Steve?" So, after we download (via modem) the latest version of ICQ, we start. We talk (I mean type). we get my sister to type with us and she types with my sister. The end of ICQ happens after about 3 months.
In ICQ at the time, if you wanted to not be bothered by people who haven't left their home in years, in your profile you would write "for family use only". My mother didn't do this. I get a call from her about 7:00 in the evening. "What did you get me into?" I respond as most people would with, "I'm not sure Mom what happened?" She then goes into this 10 minute rant about a man who popped up on her ICQ asking her to "cyber" and he had his camera pointed at his manhood. I lost it. Laughing as hard as I have ever laughed at the time, my Mom is all but cussing at me. She would never cuss at me. I explained how this could have been avoided in her profile. I'm pretty sure that was the end of chatting with Mom. It didn't last much longer with anyone else for me either.
I'm not one for talking with strangers I can't see and I'm not putting a camera on my PC for others to see me. Give me a phone. I can speak to you and you can speak to me. I can hear what you mean more than just what you say, usually.
I guess I have come full circle. I am writing a blog. It's O.K., this is how we all evolve. We do things that we didn't ever think we would, eventually. Hence the blog. If I should stop with one entry on this blog let me know. If others would like to read more entries about random things I might write about let me know as well. If I hear nothing its O.K. too. I will come up with another topic that people might relate to soon.
My Mom finishes her trek around the country and purchases her first computer. She was compelled to start typing, typing instead of calling, or that was the intent. She buys a computer and we end up on the phone for hours. How does this happen? This doesn't begin the way she thinks it should. "Why can't I find you on my computer Steve?" So, after we download (via modem) the latest version of ICQ, we start. We talk (I mean type). we get my sister to type with us and she types with my sister. The end of ICQ happens after about 3 months.
In ICQ at the time, if you wanted to not be bothered by people who haven't left their home in years, in your profile you would write "for family use only". My mother didn't do this. I get a call from her about 7:00 in the evening. "What did you get me into?" I respond as most people would with, "I'm not sure Mom what happened?" She then goes into this 10 minute rant about a man who popped up on her ICQ asking her to "cyber" and he had his camera pointed at his manhood. I lost it. Laughing as hard as I have ever laughed at the time, my Mom is all but cussing at me. She would never cuss at me. I explained how this could have been avoided in her profile. I'm pretty sure that was the end of chatting with Mom. It didn't last much longer with anyone else for me either.
I'm not one for talking with strangers I can't see and I'm not putting a camera on my PC for others to see me. Give me a phone. I can speak to you and you can speak to me. I can hear what you mean more than just what you say, usually.
I guess I have come full circle. I am writing a blog. It's O.K., this is how we all evolve. We do things that we didn't ever think we would, eventually. Hence the blog. If I should stop with one entry on this blog let me know. If others would like to read more entries about random things I might write about let me know as well. If I hear nothing its O.K. too. I will come up with another topic that people might relate to soon.
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