Musings by Moss The freshman out Computers me.

I find it a little frustrating when Dana, my daughter who attends Lincoln Way West High School out does me on my own computer. She will control the world within a couple of years. A few computer classes in the New Lenox School System and she can troubleshoot, find anything on the internet, and control the nuclear strategic space program from our house. She even installed the little red button on the computer keyboard in case of nuclear attack.

This all started when she was made one of the captains of the Freshman Pom Squad. She was assigned to put together the music for the dance during half-time during the basketball games. The three captains picked 5 songs and had to splice certain segments of the songs together. She asked me if I might have a program that would allow her to do that. I bought a program years ago called Goldwave which I used to put comedy PowerPoint presentations together for birthday parties. It took me weeks to learn how to use this program and months to master it.

Dana and her friends picked out the 5 songs they needed and gave them to Dana to work her magic on the computer. I spent all of 10 minutes explaining the program to her and left her alone with the understanding that I would be back to complete the project for her.

Boy was I wrong. After about a half an hour she came out of the computer room with three cd’s in hand with the completed song mix on all three. I asked her if she needed me to compile the songs into a mix and she said she already did it. And she did it without accidentally hitting the nuclear attack button.

It’s amazing to me the amount of skills these kids have on the computer. It’s not only her, it’s all my kids. They use their phones to look up things on the internet so they can get an instant answer without even getting up and walking over to the computer. My older daughter’s boyfriend can order parts for his car on his phone and get the directions to install the parts on the same phone while he’s out there working on the car! I’m lucky to find the keyboard to dial a number on the phone. And let’s not even get into the texting. My fingers aren’t made for the texting. They are too big. It looks like a 2nd grader did all the spelling on my text messages. Lots and lots of extra letters.

Pretty soon they will  be installing the phones directly into our heads and we will all look like one of those crazy people talking to himself walking down the street. Oh wait, that’s already happening thanks to the Bluetooth device. If we had seen this 20 years ago we would ask the guy if he was off his medication.

So soon, and I mean very soon, the world will consist of computers in every room including the bathroom. And there will probably be a key on the keyboard to turn on the overhead fan to get rid of the smell your external drive is producing if you know what I mean.