I do not claim to know anything about technology. The fact that I am able to stumblebumble my way through wonders such as blogs, Facebook and toaster ovens without (usually) disastrous results is nothing short of a miracle. This last weekend, my kids tried to convince me that I should be on Twitter. I do have a Twitter account, but I never use it because I don't get it. If I feel the urge to write down (supposedly) humorous thoughts, I don't want to have to worry about counting how many letters I can use. After all, this is Amurica, and Publication Without Calculation was one of our Founding Fathers' credos.
I also don't understand the rules. I just went to pull up blogspot.com through Google on my work computer and I got the ol' Skull and Crossbones; this site blocked by your organization because it is Vilely Evil and will Bring Down Society As We Know It and Why The Fuck Aren't You Working? So I went to pull it up via MSN (on the very same computer) and it pops up, pretty as a picture, also rosy cheeked and big smiles, begging me to express my opinions for all the world (if the world population is 23) to read. Go know.
I am not really interested in learning the particulars of technocrap, anymore than I was ever interested in learning how a car works or why everything that is fun to do or tastes good is always bad for you. It just is. I accept that. And I work around all these things to the best of my ability (Last Rated at C-). I have killed three computers, two microwaves, countless cars and a guinea pig (none on purpose), and I still manage to keep from drowning in the 21st Century Ocean. So far.
But don't place any bets on me ever owning a hovercraft.