Better late than never, I guess

I’ve come to the Internet world reluctantly.  Late adaptors I think they call us.  Well, me.  My wife has been connected for many years.  And, since you’re reading this, you must think that the super electronic, vastly interconnected, globally accessible, instantaneous, unblinking, ubiquitous eye is perfectly fine.  I don’t know if I think it's fine or not, but I’ll grant you this: One of the really nice things about Email is: you can have six thousand messages you haven’t had time to read, and still find your desk.