Monday, April 26, 2004
Too much to remember.
Remember when you only had to go to the mailbox (the real one, by the gatepost outside your house or in your door) once a day, and if the old telephone rang and you weren't home, there was no, like, message bank, THEY JUST CALLED BACK LATER!
Oh my. How good were the good old days.
Now, you check your email six times a day, right? Oh, check your emails six times a day. Who has one email address?
Then, if you have a blog, you check all your posts for comments.
And, I have been told, some bloggers have more than one blog.
Imagine all the checking you would need to do, all that going back and forth between blogs.
That would be like running from room to room in a big old house to see if anyone were there. Most of the rooms would be empty for days on end, then finally you open a door and find six people all talking at once.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
Oh my. How good were the good old days.
Now, you check your email six times a day, right? Oh, check your emails six times a day. Who has one email address?
Then, if you have a blog, you check all your posts for comments.
And, I have been told, some bloggers have more than one blog.
Imagine all the checking you would need to do, all that going back and forth between blogs.
That would be like running from room to room in a big old house to see if anyone were there. Most of the rooms would be empty for days on end, then finally you open a door and find six people all talking at once.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
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