Hermit is a cookie

My Frenemy, the Concord Monitor, recently put out an online front-page plea for Letters to the Editor.  I can see why; the latest gem is an editorial entitled "Jeans are practical" apparently in response to a sincerely held belief that jeans were immoral, or something to that effect.  I'd know more, but the link is broken.  Everyone who used to write intelligent discourse got disgusted with the LTE format and have since hied off and created their own blogs, where they can publish in peace without being censored and without having a cutesy or provocative title attached to it by a bored and barely educated copy editor.

But some of my friends have abandoned their blogs in favor of Twitter or Facebook.  These services provide one with more conversation than the blog format, to be sure, and isn't as time-consuming as an IM or a chat forum.  But the one-liner texting format doesn't work for me.  Half of it isn't in English, and the other half only makes sense if you know exactly what is on the other person's mind.   Anyway, my cell phone isn't even capable of texting.  Take that!

Basically, I'm a hermit at heart.  If you want to come visit me, that's fine.  Just don't talk too much, okay?