A few months ago, my Web-guru friend asked me what Ithought about blogs. About what?!?!?! Not wanting to come off as even more tech-challenged than he already thought I was, I decided to just – as my nephew would say – "wing it" until i gathered enough context clues to answer his question somewhat intelligently.
Blog?!?!
Hmmm…Aside from the sound my belly makes when I struggle through the first three minutes (I usually give up on the fourth...) of Tae-Bo, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of "blogs" before.
Is it a new designer label? Band? Non-profit initiative? I didn't dare ask.
One light bulb moment please (c/o Nikko, the queen of light bulb moments)…
Well, we had been talking about cutting our contributions to the Phillip Morris Group for some time now... Cigarettes! That’s it!
How stupid of me not to have made the connection. Blog, obviously (or so I thought!), was slang for the chemicals that cloud your lungs as a result of excessive smoking.
"Those damn blogs," I said. "Can't even jog a mile now, no thanks to the addictive nicotine!"
Then, BLAG!
Falling off his chair, my not-so-subtle friend started laughing. He was obviously having the time of his life – thanks to me, his not-so-knowledgeable-but-too-proud-to-ask friend.
How was I to know that blogs were online journals instead of deadly chemicals? Well, he said, if only I clicked beyond Yahoo Mail,I probably would have saved myself the embarrassment and him, the bruise onhis back.
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
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