Supplementary Blog Post #0

Today in class helped me to remember that part of what I used to love about technology was the way it helped me connect to people I otherwise wouldn't be able to. My best friend lives in North Carolina, but I get to see her everyday thanks to video chat. The same with my boyfriend when he was away with the military. I send long e-mails to my grandmother who is very hard of hearing at least once a week. Just recently I found my music teacher (of 12 years) on Facebook. 

And I think that even though my similar feelings still stand, I take for granted this aspect of technology because it is quaint to write letters. I believe it is that there is some remnants of my childhood left in me that has me believing that I want to be Laura Ingalls Wilder. And though it appeals to me to wear brown boots and carry baskets and knit scarves, I for some reason leave out in my mind that Mrs. Wilder's books were printed using technology and that I watch the TV show on a TV. And I get these letter-writing, made with a typewriter ideas, and use my cell phone to call my mother (700 miles away) to tell her about them.

I suppose what I mean to say is that the thing I like the best about technology is that it allows for humans to be the social creatures that they are more than it ever has before. And though I still would prefer to sit next to someone on a couch, being able to talk to my best friend everyday helps keep my spirits up, no matter what way I get to have that conversation.