Trucker R wanted people on a radio forum on SF Radio. He asked me if I had Skype.
I HAD Skype. SysOps probably remembers it. But I checked THIS computer which I have had [for] several years and found no Skype, whatever the hell that is.
You are going to encounter my problem any time you deal with someone who has any institutional memory.
Historically, an old timer had to appeal to other old timers to demonstrate my problem. Today, any person can undersand it if he’s 25 years old.
An obvious example to anyone who is on here: The Bundys’ 1987 computer.
On “Married with Children,” it was the latest thing. Ther telephone receiver was put into a cushion on the modem, and it had a fan. Twenty years [ago], the thing looked more out-of-date ten years later than a windup telephone did in 1980.
Skype? I can’t tell you the number of programs just for broadcast I have been through in the last decade. But I have an advantage because my whole life has been like that. I try to remember Finnish, and I finally realize that what I said was in Modern Greek.
Language after language, place after place, my whole life has been a freight train out of control.
What makes this ironic, no, steelic[?], is that I have ADD. I can’t remember a damned thing, but I’ve learned to handle it.
So I stick to what is basically, always true.
It’s not like I had a choice.