Once a dog...

I interviewed the former Presiding Bishop, Frank Griswold, recently for an Episcopal magazine.
He recalled the weekend when he learned he was elected bishop of Chicago.
In one of those strange coinkidinks, it happend that he was in an amateur production of "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown." Griswold was Snoopy.

In one of the numbers, he sat on his doghouse, and reflected on the fact that whatever happened, he was a dog...and would always be a dog.



Very true for all of us in one way or another. I'm a dork.

And I will always be a dork.


At least technologically speaking.


Monday my p.c. died when I touched it. The Staples guy said it was because the motherboard couldn't speak to the hard drive, but I don't believe that, do you?

I'm the black widow of computers. This morning, a whole interview (on a challenging subject) disappeared. Only a few lines witnessed to its existence. It was virtually absent.

And this as I've finally set up new phones that mean I can actually hear the people I'm interviewing.

My kids are so much sharper at the new technology than I am. But they are also less patient.

What would it be like if we teamed up?

I may have to wait ten years to find out.....