Nuked by my toddler today
:shock: !!! Sign out every time?
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I have a passwords on the Kindle so he can't just pick it up and use it. But today I gave it to him with a program open, and then fell victim to the tranquility for a little too long, and got wrapped up in a documentary about J.D. Salinger. (Lest you think I'm all intellectual, I will inform you that I haven't read anything by him, and had only really stored "Catcher in the Rye" in my brain as the book people carry around when they shoot people.)
He was in my lap, quietly wrecking Springfield, while I was certain of his physical safety, but not really following the plot on what he was actually doing. He can't get into anything inappropriate, but I probably should sign out of things more than I do.
It's amazing what seems normal to us now. If you had told Eisenhower that there would be a device that could fit in a pocket, instantly access all of the information in the world, take and send photos and video instantly, and give directions via satellites,not to mention making phone calls without wires, you would blow his mind. He would immediately see the implications for the military, and he would be right to do so.
If you then told him that everybody carried these devices, teenagers and housewives and people sitting by pools in the summer, and waiting for their food in restaurants. And then you said we used them to play games, and keep ourselves and our kids busy, and be in constantfreakingcommunication with everyone we'd ever met, and most of us don't use our amazing handheld wonder machines to do anything earth-shattering at all. I imagine he'd go beyond mind-blown to dismayed with the wasted potential.
I know when I was a little girl, computers were serious business. We went on a field trip to see a Kray computer in Boulder Colorado. Seriously, we all got on a bus to drive to a different town to look at a computer. Which didn't look like anything, because it mostly consisted of a giant room full of the computer "guts." We carry more computing power around in our smartphones than NASA had available for the moon landing!
So, it's just crazy sometimes for me to think that I now can sit down and chat about how my two year old got into my game, which is hosted I-don't-even-know-where, and played by people all over the world, and laugh about how he has enough ability as a toddler to move all my pixels from one place to another without me knowing.
Future shock.
He was in my lap, quietly wrecking Springfield, while I was certain of his physical safety, but not really following the plot on what he was actually doing. He can't get into anything inappropriate, but I probably should sign out of things more than I do.
It's amazing what seems normal to us now. If you had told Eisenhower that there would be a device that could fit in a pocket, instantly access all of the information in the world, take and send photos and video instantly, and give directions via satellites,not to mention making phone calls without wires, you would blow his mind. He would immediately see the implications for the military, and he would be right to do so.
If you then told him that everybody carried these devices, teenagers and housewives and people sitting by pools in the summer, and waiting for their food in restaurants. And then you said we used them to play games, and keep ourselves and our kids busy, and be in constantfreakingcommunication with everyone we'd ever met, and most of us don't use our amazing handheld wonder machines to do anything earth-shattering at all. I imagine he'd go beyond mind-blown to dismayed with the wasted potential.
I know when I was a little girl, computers were serious business. We went on a field trip to see a Kray computer in Boulder Colorado. Seriously, we all got on a bus to drive to a different town to look at a computer. Which didn't look like anything, because it mostly consisted of a giant room full of the computer "guts." We carry more computing power around in our smartphones than NASA had available for the moon landing!
So, it's just crazy sometimes for me to think that I now can sit down and chat about how my two year old got into my game, which is hosted I-don't-even-know-where, and played by people all over the world, and laugh about how he has enough ability as a toddler to move all my pixels from one place to another without me knowing.
Future shock.
