Last night while doing laundry (a statement that makes me feel very Erma Bombeck, but it's truly what I was doing) I started thinking about my husband's casual distaste for smart phones, ebooks, and other hallmarks of the modern technological life. It was odd, I thought to myself, because he loves gadgets. Then I realized it was because those were things he was "so over."
Perhaps it was being raised by a single father who also happened to be in the computer industry since the 60s, but my hubs has a comfortable relationship with tech. Without making any special effort that I can see he keeps his nose to the wind of tech changes, picking and choosing technology interests. For instance, when the HP Jornada came out in the late 90s he scooped it up. It was branded as a PDA but was really a tiny pc. He loved it. He had wifi (back when it wasn't in every coffee shop, which means he complained constantly) and a complete catalog of available ebooks (thank you UVa digital library and the Gutenberg Project). The only thing that his Jornada didn't have in comparison to my smartphone was the phone part, something he hates anyway.
In case you wondered, yes every now and then when I talk about what I'm doing on my smart phone he mentions that the technology should have come a lot farther by now. And you can hear it in his voice, the desire to say "That is so fifteen years ago."
From now on I'll be keeping a sharper eye on what he wants to pick up and play with because he is obviously a technology hipster.