Whatever happened to MP2 players?

OK....so it's my first blog...and my first post to my first blog.

I've been fighting technology for decades. I bought a cd player only after they released the first 3 Beatles albums on CD. At the time I said I'd only buy the really important stuff on CD and just buy cassettes of everything else. Currently I own about 280 cds.

About a dozen years ago I said I'd be the last person in America to own a cell phone....now you're issued one shortly after birth. The only place I go today without the damn thing being attached to my hip is the shower. (When Verizon comes out with the waterproof-MP 3 playing- text messaging- internet browsing- back massaging cell phone I'll be there.)

I resisted buying an MP 3 player because I couldn't possibly work out while listening to music. How would I know what the news channels at the YMCA were talking about? (Well....just read the closed captioning. I've noticed that apparently spelling isn't important at Fox and CNN.)

I had friends tell me that satellite radio would change my life. I said "Why the hell would I pay for radio?" After noting that the local talk radio station went for EIGHT FREEKIN' MINUTE LONG COMMERCIAL BREAKS and my commute often involved an hour plus long ordeal in the car I finally gave in. Sirius has made me love driving. It's amazing....you don't even get annoyed when the moron in front of you is driving 10 miles per hour UNDER the speed limit. Road rage murders are prevented every day by satellite radio.

So now....I once again bow to societal pressure and join the new- hip- cool thing...the blog world....or as I like to think of it....personal therapy without a bill.

I've noticed most blogs seem to be musings that people would otherwise spend a lot of money talking to a "mental health professional" about. Either we've run out of therapists (highly unlikely) or people are so busy with all of the trimmings of our modern world to find time to actually talk.

I have a few things to talk about.....but I've got to go check my work computer, answer a text message, watch my station's news....and try to be a good Daddy/husband......the joy of being the 21st century Lou Grant.