I have never been one to dive head-first into some fad or craze. I didn’t own a pet rock back in the 70s. After spending one summer picking up stones out of my grandfather’s corn field, I had no interest in any more rocks. I had a mood ring for a short while, but the stone always was black. It must’ve been defective. Y’all remember the Rubik’s Cube, right? I messed with one for about an hour and got frustrated. I never could get more than two sides to be the same color. Must’ve been defective.
MTV was the craze of the 80s, but I would watch Hee Haw instead. I tried playing video games but I was a sore loser and TV repair costs cut into my entertainment budget, so I left that craze in the hands of my kids. I think the reason I can’t get into some new fad is because I’m kinda set in my ways, or as some youngsters call me, old fashioned. And if you were to see my cell phone, you’re apt to agree with them.
I used to have one of those flip phones that I really liked. Flipping it open to make a call was like Capt. Kirk calling the Enterprise, saying, “Beam me up, Scotty”. Yeah, that was a fine phone until the hinge broke and I had to hold it together with duct tape and a rubber band. Then I was given a phone with a keyboard so I could text easier. It’s a good phone. I can call folks and send a text to my wife asking what the heck she just sent me to HEB for.
