These two quotes, uttered by two people who have about as much in common as chipmunks and whales, pretty much sum up my efforts to move into the 21st Century. We’re 17 years in now, and I’ve adjusted to it about as well as I used to adjust to curveballs: I can see the spin, I know what’s coming, but I still spend a lot of time sitting on the bench mumbling about my inability to handle it.

I am not a complete Luddite. I’m comfortable with my computer. Word processing has made me a better, more careful writer. And the intertubes have enabled me to retrieve my photos, watch my grandchildren skiing and play in fantasy baseball leagues[1] against competition from strangers all over the country. I like all of that.