Who remembers the "The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock?"
I grow old, I grow old
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
I feel that old and silly, after reading what should have been an interesting article about digital magazines and how they're marketed. Oh goody, this will no doubt give me another reason to buy an ipad--I can have Newsweek electronically delivered!
So I thought, but the focus of the piece ("The Digital Newsstand: How Magazines Will Be Sold in the Tablet Age") was about existing media storefronts--which I didn't know existed--or more complicated stuff. Like creating apps for the magazines and positioning them on clients' websites.
I'm at the age where discovering a whole new world is more often exhausting instead of exciting. A fuddy duddy, iow. Bah! New apps? Something with small print, no doubt, and I forgot where I put my glasses.
Don't younger folks also get tired of having to master new technologies every five weeks?
Am I really a fuddy duddy? Wait! No!
That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all."
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