Instant Messaging

June 6, 2007

tstmsnging.jpgYes, my spell check freaks out when I type “messenging.” [No wonder, it’s messaging silly. I created a verb out of Instant Messenger, and what the messenges sent were messenges. Duh…]
I celebrate instant messaging. My parents are always on IM, as are 10 other of my good friends at any one time. It doesn’t mean that I am obligated to chat with them, but there is a nice buzz knowing that they are there and that they WOULD talk to me if I engaged them.

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My thumbs are so damn fat that I’ve given up on text messenging on my Razor phone. I’ll be getting the iPhone and have my fingers, or thumbs, crossed that the qwerty keyboard will “fit” my fingers well. I swear there is a huge market for SIMPLE cell phones that have SIMPLE address books in them (and that’s all) for us aging boomers and other aging generations.


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