Sunday, June 22, 2014

What Was That Big Swoosh That Just Went By My Aging Head?

Please be honest with me. Do you think the world is passing me by?

This bit of Foolishness is being pecked out from the other side of the hill that I must have gone over. I started to peck out, “just went over” but I honestly do not know exactly when I went Over the Hill...

  • On the Internet I just read about Tweens. I had no idea what a Tween was but, in the world of Google we are not allowed to not know for long and now I know what a Tween is because I Googled It.
    Did I just hear you say you did not know what a Tween is and you want me to tell you because you are too busy to Google just now? You are in a heap of trouble if you are too busy to Google, unless it’s because you are busy Tweeting Useless Information. Tweeting Useless Information is acceptable.
    I would hope that any self-respecting Twit ought to want to interrupt his Tweeting long enough to broaden his wealth of knowledge so he can know what a Tween is... Or would he ought to?
    Definition: A Tween is a marketing demographic defined as In-Between Being a Child and a Teenager.
  • The Internet also just told me, “Nobody emails anymore!”
    Since I do email, I must be a Nobody.
    What really bothers me is that, if nobody emails any more, then all my emails are not being read by anybody.
  • This next one is going to be hard for me to change.
    If I write a letter to Jason, I start off with, “Dear Jason”.
    It has been pointed out to me that the Salutation “Dear followed by the recipient's given name or title” is antiquated and simply just not done anymore.
    I was told that to be Modern Proper I ought to use, “Yo, Jason” or, best of all, simply write, “Dude”.
    Somehow I just can’t see myself doing either of these two alternatives.
  • This last one has been around awhile but I still cringe when a waiter in a restaurant comes up to my wife & me and says, “How are you guys doing tonight?”
    Guys? Really? Why the waiter would not say the proper greeting, “How are y’all doing tonight?” is beyond me.
    I guess I will eventually accept this guy thing but there is one possible exception.
    My Mother has passed on and, if some Twitty/Tween would come up and say, “Your Mother was a really great guy”, I just might lose control and bop him tween his eyes.

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

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