I Know How Parents Feel (or How I Should Just Chill Out)

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Yesterday was a big day for me. Not big in the “look what I accomplished” sense. Big in the “I’m an adult now” sorta way. You see, I suffer from “technolust”. Ask my wife, any of my friends or family – I love technology. If there were porn about technology (which is essentially what WIRED and Gizmodo.com are….) I’m all over it. When I buy a piece of technology, it’s usually after months of considering, investigating, weighing the options, deciding if something new is right around the corner, or if this is the right time to strike. I’m not so much a “bargain hunter” – I’ll pay fair market price – but I strike when the innovation iron is hot. As a result, I feel a closeness, a connection to my cell phone, my iPod, my rewritable DVD player. And most importantly, my laptop.

My laptop has been by my side everyday since I purchased it. Everywhere I travel, there it is. It’s an alarm clock, a movie theater, a gateway to the world. It is everything to me, and I to it. Sadly, it became sick – bad display and wireless problems, so I had to take it in to get repaired.

And when I was dropping it off, and I saw it… resting there on the counter, with a work order gently resting on top of it, all I could think was

I need to chill the fuck out. This is a computer.

Ok. That AND

Did I get all the porn off so I don’t look like a tool to the technician who repairs it? Because that would be embarassing.

Especially that stuff Adam gave me – would make your head spin, and God would come down to smite you for watching it.

parenting.jpg

Yesterday was a big day for me. Not big in the “look what I accomplished” sense. Big in the “I’m an adult now” sorta way. You see, I suffer from “technolust”. Ask my wife, any of my friends or family – I love technology. If there were porn about technology (which is essentially what WIRED and Gizmodo.com are….) I’m all over it. When I buy a piece of technology, it’s usually after months of considering, investigating, weighing the options, deciding if something new is right around the corner, or if this is the right time to strike. I’m not so much a “bargain hunter” – I’ll pay fair market price – but I strike when the innovation iron is hot. As a result, I feel a closeness, a connection to my cell phone, my iPod, my rewritable DVD player. And most importantly, my laptop.

My laptop has been by my side everyday since I purchased it. Everywhere I travel, there it is. It’s an alarm clock, a movie theater, a gateway to the world. It is everything to me, and I to it. Sadly, it became sick – bad display and wireless problems, so I had to take it in to get repaired.

And when I was dropping it off, and I saw it… resting there on the counter, with a work order gently resting on top of it, all I could think was

I need to chill the fuck out. This is a computer.

Ok. That AND

Did I get all the porn off so I don’t look like a tool to the technician who repairs it? Because that would be embarassing.

Especially that stuff Adam gave me – would make your head spin, and God would come down to smite you for watching it.

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