Reading and Writing in a Digital Age

Before I listened to any of the stories, I read the descriptions of all of them. Under Nancy’s Dad’s story I saw the keyword ‘music.’ I’m not going to lie, I thought that story was going to be the one I wrote about. Yes, the word ‘music’ was under act five’s description but the words ‘mother,’ ‘children,’ and ‘religion’ were also there so I didn’t have much hope for it. So, I listened to the prologue and when it finished I clicked on Nancy’s Dad’s story. Well the story was relatively boring and the song was honestly terrible, so I moved on…

I found Robyn’s Dad’s story the most interesting out of all of the other one’s. It was the second one that I listened to but after hearing the rest, I knew it was the one I would write about. Maybe it is just because I am a guy and things like this enthuse us, but I found it awesome. Altering a car to be cool in the 50’s is an interesting idea to begin with. And, I was unaware of the little fact that it was common practice to remove chrome parts and replace it with primer paint. A story about a young man in the 1950’s trying to impress others is simple and amusing. The combination of inventing electronics and the trendiness of the concept pulled me in. Picturing a rotary dial in the middle of the steering wheel blew me away and, honestly, I want one in the middle of my steering wheel. How awesome would that be?

Also, even though music was not tagged in the description, it played a nice role in the story. It was light and even gave the story more humor. The use of “Sprach Zarathustra” actually made me laugh. It was like the dad in the story discovered his life purpose with this switch. When Robyn said that the switch was her dad’s “Thomas Edison” moment, I felt the pride that her dad felt when he got the switch working. He must have been excited about it for her to refer to his accomplishment like that. And being that her dad tells this story often, and how apparently it is his ‘favorite’ story to tell, shows that he is still proud of himself after 50+ years. I admire that; I hope that one day I accomplish something that I want to tell over and over again.

The story is like a refreshing blast from the past and the ingenuity of the man is inspiring. All I want to do right now is find something to do that is different and rewarding. After I finish writing this blog post, I think I am going to find something weirdly wonderful to do. I want someone look at me and think, “No… that didn’t just happen…”