My husband is a rather unique person as you will see from the following blog. That's why we work so well together. One half complements the other.
There's Technology, then there's Tech-NO-logy
December 28th, 2009
I'm stubborn, I admit it. I have embraced modern technology, but only as far as needed to be the owner of a successful real estate agency.
I've had a cell phone for 10 years, and now 85% of Americans do too, according to statistics. Judging from my older friends, I think I personally know many of the 15% who don't.
I bought my first computer in 1993, just months before launching my own weekly all-sports newspaper. I didn't know how to do much, other than type articles into Microsoft Word that I would later cut and paste. By cut and paste, I mean scissors and wax onto camera-ready full newspaper-size sheets.
I got my first email address in 1999, just prior to opening the main office of Jewell Real Estate Agency. A year later we purchased three more computers for our new branch office, run by my broker wife Joyce. While my wife jumped into the computer age with vigor, I still hung around on the outskirts. She was busy inputting data on our website, local MLS, and many other websites used to sell real estate. I stuck to writing material and articles into Word, then letting her cut and paste them (yes, computer cut and paste this time) into our various advertising venues.
Now as the "ought decade" comes to a close, I write a blog regularly and I do my research on many topics on the Internet. Wikipedia is great, and I can read online the newspapers from the many places I've lived. I've even abandoned the Weather Channel on TV for Weather Underground on the Internet. And I can get instant sports scores. Yee-haa!
But that's where I draw the line.
I don't even know what a BlackBerry is, nor an iPod. I don't own a DVD player or DVR, and in fact don't know the difference, if there is one. I don't Facebook or Twitter or YouTube or Wii. Heck, the last video game I played was Pacman on a Commodore 64, circa 1984.
And don't even think of sending me a text message. I don't know how to read one or write one. The only thing I can do is delete the one you sent me, unopened. If you have something important to tell me, pick up the phone. I do answer the phone.
I don't have a GPS. I'm a guy. I use a map, or else I'll Mapquest first and compare it to my real live map. Okay, I do have a radar detector in my vehicle. That baby has saved me a lot of bucks, not to mention points on my license.
While I'm ranting, I don't have tattoos and I think they're degrading (spelled S-T-U-P-I-D). Same with piercings. I don't watch reality shows - never. My TV is never tuned to ABC, CBS, NBC or Fox. I watch nature shows, movies, and occasionally college sports. Don't even think I'd watch the Simpsons or Beavis & Butthead. I don't do Pay-Per-View and I don't download movies or music.
Also, I've never been in a Starbucks. I don't have (or need) a life coach. I think cougars are desperate. And what's this thing all the "under 30s" are doing with holding up different fingers? Does that mean something?
One last thing. You'll never see me going around with one of those Mr. Spock things in my ear. What's with that? I own three businesses and I'm a successful author, yet I hardly think I'm so important as to walk around needing 24/7 instant access to my phone.
Okay, I'm done. I feel better now.
You can perhaps see why they call me the Mountain Man.
- Mountain Man
http://www.MountainManandCityGirl.com
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