"you're just like all the old people that come by here"

said the Nook salesman at Barnes and Noble when I tried to explain to him that

• it wasn't near as comfortable as holding a book
• and they just rhyme "nook" with "book" to trick you, but it's not actually a book, you know
• and, besides, whipper snapper, you can't even turn the pages.
• !?!?

Anyway, my aversion to technology often garners some raised eyebrows. Or maybe it's the whole knitting in public thing (which is totally justified this week because Etsy told me it was "National Knit in Public Week." via THE INTERNET! so there.)

Anyway.

I love books
the feel of their spines in my hands
the tingle of anticipation when turning the title page.

and the look of a book (a real one) stacked high on a deliciously musty book shelf
and handwritten, postage be-stamped letters
and probably telegrams if they still existed.

But obviously I'm using technology to blog this and my phone has a touch screen and I love it.

So there.

Whatever I'm trying to prove.

Though often it frightens me that we all live on and in the internet. And forget to actually talk to each other sometimes.I think I saw a Fairly Odd Parents episode about that once. Spooky.

And I will now conclude by saying (like I did indignantly to the sassafras salesperson),
"I just love old-fashioned things."

to which my father replied,

"Like me?"

[wink]

-Banana

p.s. What's up the "Girl with the Dragon tattooed everything" or whatever? Should I be reading this? wisdom much appreciated. xo.