This Is Exactly What It Was Like When My Dad First Saw An Ipod

Not just my dad, but everyone born before 1980 reacts like this to seeing any form of modern technology. The progression is: fearful, skeptical, reluctant, fascinated, obsessed--in that order. It's the parental process to technology.

When we got our first microwave in God knows what year, I remember my mom refusing to use it. She would literally spend an unnecessary 25 extra minutes heating up a slice of pizza from the fridge. Ok, Mom, you be irrational and I'll enjoy my slice.

Blogging after work on a Friday is like using an electric razor that ran out of batteries and has only been connected to the charger for like 10 minutes. You're just not going to get a lot of of me.