I am glad that I’m old enough not to get in on the texting craze.  Like I need to be typing symbols and nultiple punches just to get one letter, I can barely make out the numbers on my phone!

I once upon-a-time used a pager, before this millennium, to send symbols that meant words.  It was a cute way to send a message and not have to make an actual phone call, whoopee!

I see these kids walking down the street while looking insane and punching out whatever, like the car heading right at them didn’t matter.

Once it was the sorry sorts who had their “heads up in the clouds.”  Now we have the makings of many ailments to come for these join in the crowd text messengers, with their eyes in their fingers  Blurred vision, nerve damage to fingers and what not.  Not to mention that dent they left in some cars hood.

e+=n#j58oy the ride!