cellular, modular, interactivodular

I can't get the banana-phone song out of my head. *sigh* Do I really want it to leave, though? I like to think I don't.

So I was thinking last night (which I do on occasion, though I have been trying to cut back), and I got to wondering if my generation will continue communicating avidly with instant messenger even as we get old and such. (Yes, this kind of pondering keeps me wide-eyed many a night.) I mean, growing up so dependent on this technology, I can only see us still utilizing it as we grow into careers and, eventually, retirement, etc.; while are kids are all into some crazy new-fangled means of comunication--maybe telepathic chips in their heads or some such marriage of man and machine.

I leave you with this life-enriching line that has gotten me through many a dark and lonely valley:
"Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, banana phone; ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, banana phooooooone...."