Just Trying to Keep Up
Im fortunate to have a good enough relationship with my young adult children so as to keep up with the youth movements of today. They keep me pretty well apprised of the happenings of the generation that follows my own. However, as they age, (and necessarily me too then), I am discovering things are a-happening in a generation that follows them. You get the picture as unpleasant as I might find it.
I never want to be the old dude trying to play young and hip. How friggin degrading and embarrassing. I know my place. I just want to be somewhat knowledgeable of the world around me. We are (should be) students of sorts our entire lives. I just want to continue to learn.
This brings me to the topic dejour: MySpace vs. Facebook. Whats the difference? Which is more popular? Why?
These and other probing questions on the matter took me back to the classroom. MY classroom anyway. Some people call it a bar, but such local establishments have long and masterfully served as bastions of higher education Ive discovered.
As usual, I found my answers there expertly presented by my 20-something-year-old bartender. She patiently explained their popularity, the differences (Facebook being more college student oriented than the more widely used MySpace but yall knew that Ill bet), how effective they are for networking, etc. They share some similarities with OD I suppose, but like OD on speed less artful; more jazzed.
And now I know.
A few days later, my bartender emailed me this:
She developed it entirely on her own for me. There it is. But its scary. What do I do with it now? Nothing Ive decided. Because I never want to be the old dude trying to play young and hip. How friggin degrading and embarrassing. I know my place.
But it was nice of her to do it and she does seem to know me pretty damn well.
You’ve always known your place. It’s on your front page, right?
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i wondered where my bike went..
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i have my space too. i got it because i wanted to read something about an od person and never could get to it. like you i feel foolish being on there but my grandkids leave me messages.
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Hey, Mr. MySpace! I totally just friend requested you. 🙂
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oh, I’m with ya, choose hell over hip-ness. I was suprised to learn that teens don’t email anymore. IN the words of my spawn, “NOBODY emails.” Oh, well.
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I knew the difference because my son is on facebook, which he prefers over myspace. I am on neither – lol – but your myspace is seriously hip.
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i work with tons (one or two) of younger people who think i am kinda cool. they keep telling me i need a my space page. heck…i can’t even keep up with open dairy. but you have just raised the bar my friend. now if i can just find a pretty boy to build a my space page for me. what should i use to bait the trap?
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I’ll have to check letter because work filters my space but not OD… which explains much, eh?
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Wow Jimima, you are the hottest gender bender I’ve ever seen. :0
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That puts me in my place. I thought I was doing well just to get involved in Open Diary. My daughter uses it and referred me to her site to read of a significant development in her life…which I did with great trepidation. Not sure I want to know all the details….but it turned out fine.I guess you could make a full time career writing all sorts in different places.
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Your 20-something bartender does know you well, Batman. She did a great job with your MySpace site. Now about your note on those 48Ds. I know yoU know I know better. 24 flashlights, indeed. Pffffttttt! LWM 143 Catwoman
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ryn: You ain’t from around here, is you?
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ryn: That’s not a nice thing to say to a girl you have actually fucked at noon. 😉
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No WONDER you go to that bar…um…..OFTEN. She’s a little hottie, and hilarious too. My husband is drooling for a Harley since he learned my daughter’s brother-in-law WORKS for the company and can sell him a Harley with the “friends and family” discount. He wants to fly into Wisconsin, visit the family, buy a Harley and drive it home. Are the two of you twins separated at birth or something? Jeesh!
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My boyfriend’s mom asked me to be her friend on Facebook – and that seemed more weird than if she had asked me on Myspace. I think myspace is more “parent friendly” because it isn’t as school related as Facebook is. Thanks for your notes by the way – I enjoy getting them!
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oh holy shit!! i LOVE THIS! how hysterical is it?? what? you don’t want to be the old dude at the club? hehe! actually, i’m 107 and wouldn’t know which button to push at MySpace! :O ryn, oh, that’s another thing, he doesn’t do sports, zero, zilch! he does ‘mind’ things, which in my view will get him to the White House faster than a good pitching arm. so it’s a reasonable trade-off..hehe!
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OMG. LOL.
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yeah…everyone is nagging me to ‘get with it and get a myspace page.’ I just dont get it. Everyone from hip bands to politicians have pages. me…eh…I just keep writing here. Hell, I’m such a ludite I still have a pen and paper journal. I’m the ORIGINAL blogger!
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RYN- Your entry’s up. 🙂
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The Ducky Buddhist set up a myspace for me and I haven’t a clue what to do with it…meet more people? not sure…I’m not even sure what my name is for it..Penzart maybe? dunno.
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RYN- LOL My kid brother found my diary. WHile love him dearly, I don’t particularly want him reading my private thoughts. So, I’m not mostly FO. I’ll add you, though.
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I love the part about the “best bartender”. lol
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haha nerd alert
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I tried tailgating one time, but it was mostly drunk assholes from my old high school, so I left and hung out in the quad until game started. I was hit with a football, so someone gave me free beer, so I guess you can call that an upside to “tailgating” in the quad. Also, I was next to a bathroom with practically no line. That was a good “tailgating” experience. haha The adults have it good. They bring their fancy stuff and their fancy selves and eat fancy food. Boo to you and your fancy tailgating friends.
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ryn: Haha, you will be such a confused set of tailgaters. You should probably shout to each other about how much the tigers suck. Maybe you could each have your own tiger toy in a noose (omg I hate the lynched toys). Where will y’all be? I like to freak myself out by seeing internet people IRL. I’ll be the one hiding in the quad with a book and hanging up “Lost Dinosaur” signs. I will,however, be wearing my first and only LSU shirt!
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RYN: I know, I’m thinking I need an intervention.
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ah, sorry we didn’t visit at the game. i waited for my friend christy to come with me, but by the time she arrived, i was too drunk and it was too close to kickoff. but the game, pretty amazing. plus the saints! this was a good weekend for football fans.
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RYN: Top secret location, but if you read on…you may figure it out!!! I appreciate your notes!!!
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RYN: Ha.,,spackle me! Yeah, well, he is NOT gonna put up with some painter dude messing around with his dog. Can ya blame him?
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you need to update more.
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Hey – where are you??
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