Are you familiar with the term Luddite? Apparently, it originated with some angry British folks around the time of the industrial revolution who were bent-out-of-shape about certain technological advancements that allowed unskilled laborers to do work that had previously required people with specific expertise. Today the word is used to describe anyone who has a burr up their butt about the technology of the day. You won't see a Luddite anywhere near an Apple store on the release date of a new i-(insert name of device here) or scoping the newest smartphone apps online. You may, however, see one attempting to figure out how to text message on their flip phone from 1999.
I tend to be one of those people.
One device that I do find life difficult to live without, though, is my computer. Obviously I have a decent relationship with that one gadget, or these words would not be finding their way to your eyes at this moment. For 5 years now, Mad Sweeney (yes, I named my PC after a fictional, alcoholic leprechaun) has been my keeper of secrets, my jukebox, my photo album, and my gateway to the universe of the interweb. This last one nearly brought on his demise.
