In Dwelling: January 2009

. . . or And you used to think the remote control was the height of technological advancement.

You accidentally enter your ATM pin number on your microwave touchpad.
You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
You have 15 phone numbers to reach your family of four.
Your excuse for not staying in touch with family and friends is that you don't know their e-mail addresses.
You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to find out if anyone is at home to help you carry in the groceries.
When you get a recommendation for something, you immediately Google it to find out the real scoop.
Leaving the house without your cell phone (which you didn't have for the first several dozen years of your life) is a cause for panic. You immediately turn around to retrieve it. If it's too late, you later apologize to someone that you were out of reach.
You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.
You don't know when your favorite television programs come on, because your Tivo takes care of everything.
You go online in the morning before your coffee is ready.