I haven’t worn a watch since I was 15 years old. Can’t stand them. They are constricting and I pretty much know what time it is most of the time anyway. I don’t wear rings or any other kind of jewelry either.
My wife won an iWatch last month and I was bummed she didn’t give it to me. She’s got lots of watches. I mean, what the heck? I’d *use* it. I could check messages without getting my phone out of my pocket, I could track how far I walk, what I eat, lots of things.
I was meant for it. Thing is, I’d have hated wearing it. She knew that but I’m the one whose been connected to the internet for 00100001 years and then some. It wasn’t much of an internet in the early days but I still took a computer with me on my first vacation in grad school.
We went to Worcester, Mass and saw a medieval museum or maybe it was some guys house with some armor. I don’t know. I had my modem … I was good. It was 1986. I’d been attached for four years already.
I reset my phone a week or so ago and I realized tonight I hadn’t finished getting all the apps and data back on it yet. Most of the apps I have are shown in these two screen shots.
It may seem incongruous but I really dislike texting. I don’t actually use my phone much. I prefer typing. Its easier to carry the phone around than a laptop though so I have the apps in case … in case I get an uncontrollable urge to answer a question on Quora or check out something Eishay’s saved.
I was asked today what I mean by “Different Perspective”. I hadn’t though much about it until then. I answered as best I could. I’m into information. A lot of people are like this these days, I’m guessing.
When is the last time you’ve gone more than two days without connecting to the internet? If I don’t count the very recent past, I know exactly when it was. We paddled a couple hundred km down the Suwanee June 6-11, 2009.
I know that a lot of people think its unhealthy to be too connected. It’d be unhealthy for me to play gold. Mostly for the course. I’ve only played three times and I one hand putted and made a big divot on the green at a nice course on the short of Lake George in NY state. “This is a million dollar green”, one of the golfer’s exclaimed. “Not anymore”, I responded. Yeah, I know. Not funny.
I live in a golfing community. I don’t golf and golf carts are too slow for me to be interested in driving them. If we could play bumper cars, maybe, but otherwise I don’t see the point in the game. Oh, business chat. Yes. I forgot about that. Are pinch drivers, chippers, and putters allowed? If not, they should be.
I got behind on my blog reading recently because I’ve been writing a lot myself and reading other things. I hadn’t even checked my email in a few days till today. I pulled my head out of … the monitor bank and looked around this evening.
A woman whose blog I used to read regularly checked herself into a mental hospital more than a month ago. She was going in to get ECT. I followed her for months then stop right when she probably could have used a few words of encouragement. Why? I was caught up in the difficulties I was having staying connected to the internet.
Why does all this matter? It doesn’t to anyone besides me but its the time of year some of us look back at what we’ve done the previous 350+ days, where we are, and where we’d like to be. A lot of people will write about this next week. I just figured I’d get it out of the way.
Different perspective and all. While I don’t do resolutions I do evaluate and not just at the end of the year. My last big evaluation day was about six months ago. I turned 19,000 days old.
So, what’s the score … I’ve behind on reading. Blogs, books, bumper stickers. I haven’t “had time” for them. These items will get calendar entries tomorrow. Time slots. Boxes within boxes that I can trample.
Or not. We’ll see.I played around with social medial for six months. I enjoyed some of it and other efforts weren’t all that fun. Result: I know how to change my Klout score and what it’d take to get it up another 10 points.
Not that Klout scores are even relevant anymore. I just like numbers and its an easy one to get.
Happy holidays to all those who are celebrating them or will be celebrating them soon. We went out to dinner at the country club tonight. Shorts and sandals. Our celebration.
Be good to yourselves and don’t spend too much time on social media/mania. We’ll be here when you get back from seeing your families. Those of us who never leave, I mean.
Oh, this is going to count as the social media posts I’d planned. I had a much more detailed series laid out.
It’s been done. Check a search engine. It’s even been done from different perspectives.