Tuesday, November 8, 2011

My blood pressure is back to normal.

Dear Blogger Team, R U out there somewhere lurking in cyberspace? You punks are hiding, aren't you?! Anyway, here is a suggestion: For bloggers who are 50 years and older, DO NOT bother us with your new bells and whistles as we are too long in the tooth to manage them. In short, leave us alone. My sincere thanks in advance. David K. Lobenberg

8 comments:

Cynthia Schelzig said...

I am still laughing.........are you sure you don´t do stand up at some local cafe in Sacramento in your "spare" time...you know ,,,when you don´t have anything to paint,,,,yeah, right when is that you say......
I bet students stand in line to register for your classes...oh yea,,,they stand in line for that sort of thing anymore do they...ok the computer lines explode come registration then ,,,,right?

David Lobenberg said...

Cynthia, Well yea! I have a captive audience every semester. Can't say that with these bastard Blogger people!!!!!

Sue said...

Ah - a kindred spirit. Power to the geezers...at least we're all idiots together. I've learned that annoying those oh-so-patient whippersnappers with my senile stupidity is sweet revenge!

Myrna Wacknov said...

I'm not sure I am younger but I am female, so I think I know what is happening. The blogger geniuses are making things fancy but they are doing it in stages. First they remodeled the body of the blog. They just announced that you can now have your header back (paint tube for you) but they haven't got the widgets on the side done yet but are working on it. I am waiting till they have all the parts up and running before I switch over. I'm glad your blood pressure has returned. I am hoping your handsome face will return to normal very soon, too!

David Lobenberg said...

Sue, I'm with ya all the way...annoy the younsters with our "stupidity"!

David Lobenberg said...

Myrna, You patient and knowledgeable, me hot headed and pissed! But all of that blog crap is in the past, and I'm again listening to the birds twitter outside my studio door.

Jan Blawat said...

I remember when microwave ovens were first sold. My stepfather, who was in his late 60s at the time, was baffled by it. My mom could never do anything with the betamax except screw it up. Now I know how they felt. My Kindle (which, in the tech world is pretty darned simple) wouldn't wake up this morning. I screwed with it for hours. My son picked it up and it started right up for him. When we turn 65 they put us on Medicare. I wish there would also be Technicare.

David Lobenberg said...

Jan, yea...Technicare!