Have been attempting to familiarize myself with the behind the scene machinations of a web site. I’m quite sure that there is nothing complicated about it but I do not find any keystroke command remotely intuitive. As I write I can hear the distant rumble of laughter from Cam, Gavin, my niece Caliegh, Amit and any anyone else who has shared time in front of a monitor with me. When I see the choice “Browse”, it used to mean I could go into a store look around and escape without opening my wallet. I now envision a menu of choices each of which will task me with yet another decision, the consequences of which I fear to fathom. The “Enter ” command is even worse. “Enter,” to me, means forever leave the world you know, set a course you did not care to choose and from which there is no return. I don’t go near – tags, plugins, tools and above all SETTINGS!
Thank you to Jeb who has an uncanny knack for probing the depths of the web to discover facts unknown. Most recently unearthing the formal definition of “Grumpa.”
In his words:
Having never heard the term “Grumpa” I checked it out on Google:
A grumpy grandpa who always insists that the world was better when he was a kid, and that we’re doomed now because (terroists/running out of coal and oil/people becoming stupid). However, the term is affectionate.