I wonder if it might be good for me to drop out of all this internet/cyber crap.  Digital cameras, Facebook, blogs, Flickr.  I spend a lot of time putting [carefully selected parts of] my life on display and checking out other people’s.  I don’t think this is healthy for me as a father struggling to live in the proverbial moment.

Then again, this could be brought on by my frustration over having to send my relatively expensive camera to Canon again, after they got crap under my lens last time they repaired it.  And the sudden jolt when I realized that I won’t have my camera Friday when my old friend comes to town — as if it didn’t happen if I don’t record it all as a JPG.

I sent paper cards to a few folks recently, folks to whom I used to write regularly.  And it felt great.  I miss spending time reading books and writing, rather than reading about pens and authors’ silly personal secrets on the web.  I used to write more than I read about pens and Moleskines, and this is no longer anywhere near the case.

I was going to start a serious, full-time dad blog latter this summer.  Now, I don’t know.

It feels like the whole world is online, though, and you miss everything if you’re not.  But then again, what are we really missing?

I’m spending too much time consuming and not enough time creating.