It is at last indisputable:
I am old.
What, you might ask, has finally brought this fact home to me? Is it the fact that my back aches in the morning if I’ve taught too many aerobics classes the day before? The copious amounts of eye gel to which I am forced to resort to conceal the puffiness? The difficulty I have remembering even the most basic words?
No, I answer, it is none of these. The telltale clue is much simpler.
I don’t get MySpace.
I just don’t get it. What’s the point? I already didn’t get Friendster. MySpace seems even less useful.
However: I am working on a project for which I need both an elegantly designed MySpace page and an understanding of how to manipulate it (or the services of someone with same). If you can help me, please let me know.
If you’re willing to be charitable to the elderly, that is.