Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
A sign in front of a autobody repair shop:
WE MEET BY ACCIDENT
At a Rossetta Stone kiosk in the Detroit airport
LEARN IRISH. . .(Not Gaelic or Celtic but Irish--someone help me I'm still confused)
At a jewelry store in town:
NOT LIFE INSURANCE. . . WIFE INSURANCE!
On my coffee cup:
"I used to think that going to the jungle made my life an adventure. However, after years of unusual work in exotic places, I realize that it is not how far off I go or how deep into the forest I walk that gives my life meaning. I see that living life fully is what makes life--anyone's life, no matter where they do or do not go--an adventure."
Maria Fadima--Geographer, ethnobotanist and National Geographic Emerging Explorer.
Blogger added a new feature. Follower? Here I was trying to learn Facebook etiquette (like have I been turned down? Does anyone judge you by your friends like high school?) My little bro Dana is the expert, after all he has like 600 friends.
Now I'm trying to play catch-up in Bloggerworld. Not sure about Follower yet, thrilled to see one brave soul who would claim me! No that's not an attempt at false modesty it's an interesting take on my generation. . . Don't believe me ask my cousin, I did. It interested me since so much of how we classify a generation, at the moment, is based on how we use technology. I was curious if getting a lot of comments is a sign of a good blog? I hope he doesn't mind my sharing a part of his response:
You, Sarah, are what we affectionately call in marketing a "bridger". You are young enough to blog and to use an iPhone, but old enough to remember when the internet first came to fruition in the 90's (and, ahem, also when call waiting used to a big time "upgrade" at home.)
Kids who are 18 with myspace/facebook get a hundred responses a day from their friends who in kind expect that interaction in return. My bet is that your friends and family don't interact the same way as teenagers do, so I wouldn't expect that same immediate interactive response back from them.
So does that make us old? Or does that mean we can stay young forever just by hyper-using all the technology our kid-brother's and sisters do? You decide.