Monday, September 11, 2006

The Good Old Days

You have a cell-phone, we had a party-line, and everyone on our line could listen in, usually surreptitiously. You send email, we sent telegrams. You play your music on a pocket-size iPod, ours came on 12-inch vinyl records. If you want information, you just Google it, but we had to search through index cards at the library.

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