tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post6067053916284759242..comments2024-03-18T21:16:14.441-04:00Comments on Jungle Red Writers: Talking 'Bout My GenerationJungle Red Writershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-63347241643672967502016-03-18T19:08:22.371-04:002016-03-18T19:08:22.371-04:00Loved this blog by Julia and daughter. Thank you. ...Loved this blog by Julia and daughter. Thank you. Laughed out loud (yes, I know that's LOL). Inter-generational writing should happen more often. Amanda Le Rougetelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17975933690463168906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-11099725920124685462016-03-18T16:48:56.890-04:002016-03-18T16:48:56.890-04:00Julia, I don't have a smartphone either...just...Julia, I don't have a smartphone either...just an old flip phone to make and take calls. I do have a GPS but I don't really trust it so usually look up directions on line and print them out. We could be best friends! So looking forward to your next book...is it coming soon?Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14903864302352276426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-69204224253281245972016-03-18T01:22:59.899-04:002016-03-18T01:22:59.899-04:00So so late today, after midnight. Out of town to ...So so late today, after midnight. Out of town to my daughter's. Just had to say how much I enjoyed the post, Julia and Smithie! I am guilty of saying sweetie and darling and dear and honey and baby. I grew up with this Southern habit, and, darling, I doubt I could change it now if I wanted to. Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-53033143453685812972016-03-18T00:19:09.466-04:002016-03-18T00:19:09.466-04:00My GPS is Athena when it helps my directionally-ch...My GPS is Athena when it helps my directionally-challenged self and Iktomi the Trickster when it tells me to "turn left" into a lake. Fortunately, I still possess free will. Thanks for a fun dialogue, on a day already wonderful because I saw an eagle perched just beyond my little Walden Pond. Sweet dreams.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-16135613194374390832016-03-17T18:56:03.428-04:002016-03-17T18:56:03.428-04:00How to get a free coffee.
Male server with my ...How to get a free coffee. <br /><br /> Male server with my coffe to go (a whole lot younger and taller than I): "Sugar?"<br /><br />Me: "No thank you. Unless you are addressing me."<br /><br />Him: total befuddled look then a great smile, refusing my money with a head shake , "Coffee is on me. You just stunned me."<br /><br />Wonder if it will work again tomorrow morning?<br /><br />Thanks to all for these interesting words. Especially thanks to Julie and The Smithie for inspiring us.Elisabethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-12197082651783577792016-03-17T18:00:51.019-04:002016-03-17T18:00:51.019-04:00Talking 'bout my generation...I'm not tell...Talking 'bout my generation...I'm not telling which one! Had to laugh, Julia, at your left coast impairedness. I'm laughing in solidarity. I've done that too. Rolling with wine sounds wonderful. And please, sweetie, honey, sugar, cutie, or any derivation of that...steam will result. Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07758348842858993203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-57346342692466944992016-03-17T14:48:49.082-04:002016-03-17T14:48:49.082-04:00What a great post! Agree with much of what both t...What a great post! Agree with much of what both talented writers said. Funny GPS story....road trip to San Diego.....with our daughter in law's parents in the car with us......the two men (have to love their spirit of competition) both had GPS going (can we just say annoying!)one on his iPhone, the other, his Android. We came to an intersection.....and one GPS belts out......turn left and the other......turn right! We all proceeded to break out in laughter....and made a choice to follow the Android...turning left. This of course then morphed into the "which technology is superior" conversation. Next morning in the light of day....it became obvious that the intersection is actually a complete loop and both directions were correct! What ever happened to "keep it simple (stupid)? HelenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-85835818121117159992016-03-17T14:47:02.834-04:002016-03-17T14:47:02.834-04:00Thank you notes - we would be happy for a phone ca...Thank you notes - we would be happy for a phone call or email from the recipient not his/her parent. We have been tempted to stop sending the grandchildren presents because they are not acknowledged.<br />College loan debt - when our daughter got engaged the first thing we asked was how much college loan debt he had - and were told his parents asked the same thing!CindyDnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-80542763876859935402016-03-17T14:43:58.698-04:002016-03-17T14:43:58.698-04:00Yes, Gigi, here's to choices!!!
And you know ...Yes, Gigi, here's to choices!!!<br /><br />And you know that we know how to wine and roll:-)Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-45682790034238995812016-03-17T14:29:44.202-04:002016-03-17T14:29:44.202-04:00To the Smithie's point: don't call my daug...To the Smithie's point: don't call my daughter "dear." Just...don't. She takes it from family. Strangers? No, thanks. Just use her name or nothing at all. To me, the nothing at all feels even more insulting, but not to her.<br /><br />And Gigi - yes! It's not print books OR ebooks. It's rarely the case.<br /><br />Just for fun, I asked my husband (ten years older than I and a retired Army captain): maps or GPS? He said, "GPS...but I found a whole bunch of maps in my glove compartment, realized I hadn't used them in years, and put them back. You never know when you'll need them." I find wisdom in that.Liz Millironhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04919409969263609919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-26263019341860659522016-03-17T14:12:48.146-04:002016-03-17T14:12:48.146-04:00I take (took!) shorthand! Problem is I can't t...I take (took!) shorthand! Problem is I can't transcribe it. Can't read my own cursive, either. <br /><br />My husband graduated GRADUATE school with about $6K debt - unfortunately his first job his salary was about $11K/year. Mine was 6K. Took awhile to pay it off.Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-12021278292706161152016-03-17T13:13:38.403-04:002016-03-17T13:13:38.403-04:00Rather than being specific about a particular blog...Rather than being specific about a particular blog, Facebook, Yahoo news, whatever, I'll say I read it on the computer. And leave it at that. I love maps. I want the big picture. I don't have GPS in my vehicle. It would be handy for finding addresses at night, but that is what my husband is good for. With his GPS.<br />As for the dear, hon, sweetie, issue, it depends. If it is some young snot at a restaurant, NO. If it is a department store sales clerk of around my age, fine. It is a southern thing. After exchanging small talk it is likely to end with Have a blessed day!<br />As far as the college loans, Smithie, we had them in my day too! Not as big, but the starting salaries were pretty dinky too. Fortunately I didn't have to go that route, but know of others who did. Anyway, you have my sympathy. My grown son has lived with us off and on since he got out of the army. He's working on a college degree now and housesitting his grandparents' house while it is on the market. So, I expect he'll be back before long. But I don't mind.Pat Dnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-86228018030504745692016-03-17T13:09:31.605-04:002016-03-17T13:09:31.605-04:00Here's my littler rant: I'd tell the young...Here's my littler rant: I'd tell the youngsters that just because we oldsters look kind of old, we're still just as youthful and silly in our thoughts as we always were. I mean, there's wisdom and maturity there too, but getting older doesn't mean we lose the rest of it. So, when we're next to you in a line somewhere, chatting, don't look past us like we're not really humans you could connect with -- because we're "old" therefore not really so human and fun anymore. Believe it or not, many (most?) of us had sexual and partying and travel adventures and got up to all kind of shenanigans -- and we remember that. We get you more than you get us.Lisa Alberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12591430453957883948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-72605064786040506392016-03-17T13:05:34.242-04:002016-03-17T13:05:34.242-04:00One thing I wish all generations would understand ...One thing I wish all generations would understand is that we have more than just either/or choices. It's not maps OR GPS. I happily use both, depending on my situation. It's not handwriting OR texting. There are always more than two ways to go at a problem. When I feel trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea, I like to remind myself, there's always a third way, if I just look for it. Be creative, y'all. I will agree totally that Smithie's generation didn't discover homosexuality, or even tolerance of people different from you. I was sending toasters to gay friends who coupled up before Smithie was even born. I prefer to celebrate diversity in all things: people, wine, beer, and even dogs that aren't border collies (my preferred breed) because, c'mon, life's just more fun when you choose to celebrate it!Gigi Norwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00495357787099352860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-82513156852326497202016-03-17T12:47:31.058-04:002016-03-17T12:47:31.058-04:00Let me add that I will probably start referring to...Let me add that I will probably start referring to The Google after today because it appeals to my sense of the ridiculous!<br /><br />Deb RomanoDeb Romanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01650858888197217258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-17870349595613187782016-03-17T12:45:16.393-04:002016-03-17T12:45:16.393-04:00Dear Smithie,
My entire college loan debt amounte...Dear Smithie,<br /><br />My entire college loan debt amounted to around $5,600. You have my sympathy! I can't imagine how overwhelming it must be to graduate with the kind of debt that people in your generation have. And to think I was overwhelmed by my own debt way, way back on the olden days!<br /><br />Dear Julia,<br />Please ask the Smithie to stop by more often!<br /><br />Maps: I have always lived in one town or another on the CT coast. To me, South is always Long Island Sound. From there, I can figure out where to go. When I visit siblings who live in land-locked towns, I ask them how they can tell where South is, so they can tell where they need to go and how to get there. The answer is often "we're still learning!"<br /><br />Cursive: I prefer it but have found that it is easier on my arthritic hands for me to print. I feel guilty whenever I must choose printing over cursive.Deb Romanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01650858888197217258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-12336331884781425382016-03-17T12:26:25.872-04:002016-03-17T12:26:25.872-04:00Hank, we say "Mr. Google," thanks to my ...Hank, we say "Mr. Google," thanks to my brother who started that. As in, "Why don't you ask Mr. Google?"<br /><br />Probably only us old fogies think this is funny...Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-68140248892974286822016-03-17T12:24:56.950-04:002016-03-17T12:24:56.950-04:00I'm glad to see such cross-generational conver...I'm glad to see such cross-generational conversation learning on this post!!<br /><br />Some of you have asked whether it's okay for older women to call younger women things like "honey" and "sweetheart." I personally feel that this is okay -- older women call me "sweetheart" all the time and when they do it, it tends to feel motherly/grandmotherly/auntly, whereas when men do it, it just sort of makes my skin itch. However, this is just my opinion, I can't speak for all twentysomething women, so if a woman asks you to not use pet names for her, don't cite me as a source for continuing to do it; she probably won't know who I am and it will just get uncomfortable for everyone.The Smithienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-56814126132352522572016-03-17T12:19:15.604-04:002016-03-17T12:19:15.604-04:00How about--to me--hello, young lady. I mean--serio...How about--to me--hello, young lady. I mean--seriously. That is pitiful. What does he think I think he's really thinking? <br /><br />And yes, I say "The Google." I think it;s hilarious. We actually call it Magic Google. As in: I'll look it up on the Magic Google.<br /><br />And agreed, GPS is fabulous. Fabulous! But one should still know how to read a map.Hank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-11657968405976816932016-03-17T12:18:08.366-04:002016-03-17T12:18:08.366-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Hank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-12787566967307144812016-03-17T12:07:21.897-04:002016-03-17T12:07:21.897-04:00Debs, shorthand was dying fast when I was in high ...Debs, shorthand was dying fast when I was in high school - I suspect only print journalists learn it now. Even in the early 80s before everyone started typing on their own computers, I suspect most dictation was done via dictaphones or other recording devices. <br /><br />And thank you everyone - I think the Smithie is a marvelously talented writer as well! Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09553268569509053159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-26012343463715967872016-03-17T11:32:58.585-04:002016-03-17T11:32:58.585-04:00Ooh, yes, I hate being called "sweetie" ...Ooh, yes, I hate being called "sweetie" or "honey", or God forbid, "dear," by complete strangers. So condescending. <br /><br />Yes on cursive, yes on maps. People have actually driven off cliffs blindly following their GPS. Mine has only tried to drive me into cornfields. They are great for detailed directions, but make sure YOU know where you're going first.<br /><br />I'm a touch typist. I can text pretty fast (although maybe not as fast as my daughter...) But I can't imagine being handicapped by not being able to write. And not just for the polite reasons. My friend recently mentored a young man at our Dallas art magnet school. He was having a terrible time keeping up with his in-class notes because he could only print. She steered him towards online cursive training. Also I think cursive writing wires your brain differently.<br /><br />Does anyone other than old fogies even know what shorthand is, by the way?<br /><br />Going to go wine and roll and practice my cursive.Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-72353246325293829632016-03-17T10:42:43.241-04:002016-03-17T10:42:43.241-04:00Nancy, you struck a nerve with me. Young people ca...Nancy, you struck a nerve with me. Young people calling me dear and talking to me in a voice reserved for the mentally impaired because in your eyes I am old. I 'd like to say I still hike, go to the gym, write award winning novels and if this is the teller at the bank am probably depositing a check larger than you will see in your life! Rant overRhysnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-82280752247503160002016-03-17T10:42:25.225-04:002016-03-17T10:42:25.225-04:00Nancy, you struck a nerve with me. Young people ca...Nancy, you struck a nerve with me. Young people calling me dear and talking to me in a voice reserved for the mentally impaired because in your eyes I am old. I 'd like to say I still hike, go to the gym, write award winning novels and if this is the teller at the bank am probably depositing a check larger than you will see in your life! Rant overRhysnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-29903943633724017512016-03-17T10:35:56.917-04:002016-03-17T10:35:56.917-04:00"Hey you kids!" (shakes fist) "Get ..."Hey you kids!" (shakes fist) "Get off my lawn!" <br /><br />You can say "The Facebook" or "The Google" if you say it ironically. I'm often saying I'm going to look up something on "The Interwebs." OK, well *I* find it amusing, at least.<br /><br />Julia, I think it's more your generation that waxes poetically about beer. I remember an aging hippie home brewer telling me that the beer I was drinking had aromas of pineapple and coconut. I was like, "Tastes like beer to me!"<br />Susan Elia MacNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00349842866995778987noreply@blogger.com