what have we come to?

Greetungs fellow webloggers and webreaders, one and all. About a week ago, on my perfunctuory Sunday phone call to my highly successful son Edward Bernsley (perhaps you've read some of his news articles, if not you need to learn your history young man, my generation didn't lay face down in the mud at Iwo Jima so you could watch the latest STRONG RAD performance!)...but where was I? Ah yes. My son Ed Bernsley (see: Iwo Jima) was feeding me his usual monosyllabic responses even though I paid for his college and never asked for a dime back I just wanted to see him be a success because his old man had sacrificied a lot probably more than he should of...so he mentioned that he had started a weblog. Naturally I inquired as to the semantic origins of this term, at which point he yelled an obscenity at Joey and hung up by accident. It happens, I just wish it didn't happen every other week when I'm about to request a transfer to another superior nursing facility (see: sacrifices made, face down in mud, etc.) Well, my weekly bridge game wasn't for another hour, so off I hobbled to the nearest computron. First I tried the one at the front desk, where I learned a lot I didn't know about my facility mates (Mr. Bates has a prosthetic face?) before the nurse pointed me in the direction of the inferior INMATES computron. In my day I would have insisted that her lack of testicles and overabundance of vagine dictated that she was not of proper stock to use the best computron, but ever since they upped my Wellbutrin I just don't have it in me. So when I learned of weblogging, I immediately decided that I wanted to be a part of this latest craze since I had so much fun with the macareno. I consulted every online university that I could find looking for a program that offered a weblogging degree, but no such luck! I called Ed from the nearest pay telephone because we're only allowed to use the desk phone for local calls at this facility, at Helmsford Arms they can call anywhere anytime for one low monthly rate but Ed decided this facility was better, I don't know why and I'd like to talk to him about it sometime. But I called him and asked how he obtained his weblogging degree, and he smartassteckly said that anyone could have a weblog with no degree required. Even Joey has a weblog! In my day, this kind of willy-nilly loser take all self-expression would've meant the Japs won, but here I am in my Members Only slippers weblogging without the slightest training. What times are these. Where are my pants?