So Grandpa asks me at dinner, “What is Twitter?”

I was really taken aback.

“Where did you hear about that?” I asked.

“Oh, I don’t know,” he replied looking at me mater-of-factly (like, what do you think I am, dear daughter, socially and technologically inept? I may be 91, but I am aware of a lot more than I let on…).

I just sat there, a bit stunned. I was just telling the family this morning, I can barely keep up with this guy. His aspirations are a lot more than I can handle.

I think he needs a full time secretary.

This is why his computer is not connected to the Internet.

Can you imagine?

I told him, “I don’t even do Twitter!”