I can’t remember how long I’ve had my e-mail account. It’s over to the right of this blog just in case you want to get in touch with me. It’s a Hotmail account and I’ve had it for years. Maybe 10 years. Probably longer. It’s the first e-mail account I ever opened. I don’t see any reason to change. It works fine.
I don’t keep up with modern technology. Is e-mail considered old fashion now? Is sending text messages the thing to do? Nobody has to answer these questions for me. I don’t care.
Maybe five or six years ago, I sent an e-mail to New York & Company. Why, I don’t remember. Every day since then and usually around seven in the morning, I get an e-mail from them about some kind of promotion they’re offering. I’ve never bought a damn thing from them but I still get that e-mail every morning. They don’t give up. I kind of like that.
I don’t go through my junk mail anymore—a waste of time. As of this morning I’ve got 574 messages there. If an e-mail you sent me ends up in my junk mail by mistake, sorry. I’ll never read it.
I think I have the ability to read my e-mail on my cell phone. I never have, just read them on my computer. That’s good enough for me.
Writing and sending e-mails while drinking: I’ve wised up on that.
I’ve noticed that e-mail, more and more, is being spelled email. I’m in favor of that—one less key stroke, but please note that I didn’t spell e-mail email here.