This is what happens...

So my wonderful incomparable comrad made a footnote today that nothing much is going on here. By here ofcourse she means blogs. I have been engrossed in work as of late, but I did post last weekend so it's not like I have been away for months. I don't really know what happened to Johnny Floorplan...

It did get me thinking a little however.

Remember when it was so thrilling and fun to read letters that were addressed directly to you? How captivated we were when we got that envelope out of the mailbox and saw our name on it? We were so excited that someone, somewhere cared enough to send a little something our way! I am not talking bills ofcourse! Or overdue notices from the University library, or 'You Have Already Won!", or even magazine renewal notices... I mean real letters. Maybe it's just a card from someone who though enough of you to actually send you something when it wasn't a special occasion, or a three or four page letter describing in intimate detail about what they plan to do to their house next spring. Whatever it is, it is addressed to you and is undoubtedly filled with love. Unless ofcourse it's hate mail... But lets just say it's not...

Then ofcourse, we discovered the convenience and gratification in electronic mail. Now we need not put pen to paper to relay our special events! We need only press the buttons on a keyboard in a particular pattern of letters and numbers to send a message of adulation to someone we care about. Rather then painstakingly pull out the largest phone book ever to discern the correct postal code, we need only to make sure the @ is in the correct place and that it is in fact .com and not .org... or .net... or .ca... We don't even need to communicate our feelings in words! We can use diminutive computer graphics of a smiley face or bounding heart to portray what we, apparently, truly mean. Remember back in the day when girls would sprits a little perfume on a love letter so it smelled pretty? We cannot be bothered to physically write out what we want to say so why waste a light dusting of Chanel No 5 or SJP's Lovely on a silly piece of paper? Email? Perfect! No obligation to buy stamps! The monthly savings in stamps must be astronomical! $0.51 a pop now! The best part is... you can send out one mass, non-personalized, cold-hearted email to more than one person at a time. Say you email three people to tell them of your new hamster. That's $1.53 in your pocket! Believe it or not, this gets even better. You can forward a little something from one person to another by touching only a few buttons! You can disclose your love for your friends by sending them a poem someone else wrote for a completely different person! The optimum part is that you can also warn your friends about impending doom should they not forward this poem on to others they don't love enough to write to themselves! Usually it's 10 or so... What if you don't have that many buddies? You are totally roadkill.

Getting a good chuckle yet?

The next communication craze to come along is blogs. Yup, currently you can post information for strangers to read! Like I am doing right now! It is so easy to reach out and write someone! A complete (and possibly sociopathic) stranger now knows how your date with so and so went. Strangers can even view your photos and see what's up in your life as it happens with you. Your online diary is prime viewing for those you know, those you don't, and those you don't want to read it. Now communicating with your friends has become so impersonal you can share the exact same information with everybody!

Well great! I can't think of any better way to express my true feelings than post it where the world can glimpse it!

Don't call!

Don't write!

It's just not easy enough anymore.

Email!

Blog!

Come on!

Everyone's doing it!

Even me.