Boredom Is The Mother Of Invention...and my writing.

Igloo is nice, and she really does mean well, but she doesn’t think before she speaks. (Igloo: Huh?) Actually, let me rephrase that, she doesn’t think period. So, being the kind-hearted, imaginary (yes, Igloo is a made up person, sorry ya’ll.) person that she is, she suggested we use our blog to have our voice heard on important issues. So, I guess technically you could say that I thought about it for a minute and then dismissed it…yeah, let’s just go back to pretending Igloo exists, it makes the blog much more humorous. (Igloo: YAY!) So, anyway, the reasons we don’t like to talk about important political issues on our blogs is that they ruin the comedy (or attempt at comedy anyway), and we don’t have enough views for our voice to really matter. Not only do I have a blog on Blogger, but I also have one on MySpace (which means I have to type the blog in Word and then copy and paste onto the website.) and on MySpace, I have gotten one comment. Out of nineteen posts, one comment. And, fifty-five total views. What’s 55 divided by 19? 2.89. Thank God they put calculators on computers! Anyway, that means I get two views per blog. That’s not worth being serious over!

So, that brings us to our non-serious topic! We all have heard that patience is a virtue. Well, not only that, but it is also a virtue that I severely lack! Now, we all get frustrated with computers. I don’t care if you graduated with a PhD in computer technology from MIT as a valedictorian in your class, and if you have the best computer in the world. At some point, you will want to punch your computer in the face. Which is never a good idea, because then you have to buy a new monster. Anyway, the biggest challenge you can ever face, is trying to teach someone over the age of fifty how to use the internet. Especially if the internet is slow. And if it took the guy a month to learn how to Google. You see, while I’m using millions of hyperboles in this blog post, I’m faced with any person with patience like mine’s (comparable to that of Hitler’s) worst nightmare. My dad just got internet at his house, and I have to teach him how to use it!