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I don't like to think that I like technology. I often opine about the glory days gone by where people had landlines and answering machines, and VHS tapes were the only way to watch a movie. I could go on and on about how much I miss the 90s, but that is not what this is really about. For the last two weeks I have found myself confined to the couch and yet awash in a sea of technology, not unlike the Apple freaks on Portlandia . As I look around me I see the Olympics on the flat screen,  the laptop I am typing on, my smartphone, my Kindle, and my newest acquisition, the Google Nexus 7 tablet . (Also, wonder of wonders, an actual book! Devil in the White City by Erik Larson.) An extreme surplus of gadgets, I am sure you will agree, for a woman who professes to dislike technology. I am finding that as much as I miss the good old days, I can't deny my pleasure in having these venues of media available to me in so many different ways, and the Nexus 7 is just the cherry on top o...