Blogophobia and Related Social Diseases

I'll be the first to admit it: I'm whimping out. I wanted to highlight my fellow writer and friend Kelli's latest story and probably the best way to do that is to "cut and paste" information about the piece that has already been printed. If I could do that.Without angst.

I have pondered over and over in my mind why the complexities of the on-line world have stimied me so badly. I mean, I belonged to the National Honor Society in school: I couldn't be that stupid.

I finally figured out that it is because of my age. I've been packing knowledge into this brain of mine for over 60 years, and I figure it's just about crammed full. New information must be shoveled in with force and made to stay.

It would be nice if I could get rid of useless pieces of information (the entire score of my high school operetta, "The Sunbonnet girl," the inscription at the bottom of the status of Liberty, "I'm a Little Teapot") to make room But I seem to have no control over this. I'd like to say that my mind is full of government secrets crucial to world piece, but I can't make even myself believe such...poppycock. Therefore, I'm just going to copy the information about Kelli's work, and hope it suffices.

"Kelli D. Meyer has posted her awared-winning horror story "Terrible Twos" on her blog @ www.Kellidmeyer.com. It's a creepy new take on zombies with a twist you won't see coming, so check it out."

While I'm confessing my technological shortcomings, I have never twittered. On purpose, any way.