I wish I liked the drink, Old Fashioned, becuase it would be my signature drink. Instead, it's a dirty martini. But, I digress. As I was just saying, I'm old fashioned. I'm a feminist (retired). I love books.
Curling up with one on the couch with the perfect beverage and pouring over printed words on a page is bliss. I read Pride & Prejudice every February. I love postcards. I love greeting cards. I love the spring and fall fashion issues of Vogue. I love the Hollywood issue of Vanity Fair. I love oogling the hotties in suits in Esquire. This is crazy, but I love to hate tearing out the subscription cards from these magazine. I even love the putrid stench of perfume and cologne samples. I'm old fashioned and sentimental. Being smack dab in the thick of technology might seem uncomfortable to someone like me. Ha! Wrong. I deflected technology for a while, but then it grabbed hold of me and swept me up like a Victorian love affair. And, sigh, I've been totally cheating on the printed word. In the last six months, I've basically been molesting my iPhone. I'm in LOVE with Instagram (follow me @sarahsibley). I scan that shit all the time. I love that the world is my photo album, and thanks to filters, every photo I take could be printed and framed. I love Words with Friends. I love weather apps. I love Twitter (@crazy_virgo). I'm lukewarm on Facebook. I love Shazam. I love that every time I wonder what an actor is up to the IMDB app can tell me. I've even dabbled in an iPad, which I swore to hate. We didn't hit it off so well, but I respect its presence.
Thanks to my technologasm, I haven't even got through half of my yearly reading of Pride &Prejudice. I'm behind on my subscription to Vanity Fair, and basically, my iPhone is my right hand. Is this my cry for help? Yeah. Maybe. And, ironically, it's coming via a blog..... I should be journaling this shit in a ratty book with a ballpoint pen that has been passed down from generation to generation. Sigh. Cheating again.
I've gotta make peace with my internal struggle here. I've got a little Sophie's choice going on, and it needs some mediation. Can my right hand hold a book while my left hand types? Technically, no, because I'm not ambidextrous. But in spirit, yes. That's just how it's gonna have to be, becuase I'm sure as shit not giving up my iPhone or my laptop. Books, you won't get dusty. I'm a Virgo, so it's impossible for me not to clean the books. Magazines, you won't go out of date. Same rule applies. As a Virgo, I recycle the magazine as soon as the issue expires. Greeting cards..... well you are probably getting shelved, b/c email and texting is so much easier. But, I'm a sucker for letterpress, so probably you'll be back in my life soon.
Printed word, Yes I love technology, but not as much as you, you see.
Oh, Crazy Virgo...I feel your pain. I, too, am old-fashioned and much prefer the printed page to the screen. But. I have to admit, I gave in to the charm of the Kindle, only because it's so much easier for a chick without a car like me to lug around on public transpo, when I do all my reading. And I have to say, i love it. Within seconds of being done with one book, I'm onto another. I do miss the bookstore, though, so sometimes I go in just to touch the words. (Creepy.)
Posted by: RBrown | February 22, 2012 at 03:53 PM