Her hand twitches as she speaks -- her tell: I only do it in traffic, she says.

No biggie, right? She talks about how she's got no energy left, has trouble focusing. Eyes are all over the place, and can't even finish her sentences.

Lost in her thoughts, fifty of 'em all at once, not present anymore: a lot going on in that brain?

Let's riff on that constant need to be on: cellphones, computers, texting, or even watching movies (while texting and on your computer and cooking a TV dinner) oh, let's not forget --

Oprah's big issue texting while driving.

'Seems like most of us are zombies when it comes to that technology: We don’t control it; it controls us.

No, I'm not here to bang all the wonders of technology, or to offer an intervention...it's too late, they're all here to stay (get used to it) --

I have.

I'm talking about when we can't shut it down. So much so it becomes our identity. Where we can sit in a place and not be able to stay in the moment ('cause isn't that's so 2000 and late).

'Never made it in with the popular kids clique back in High School. I think growing up we all have a sad version of that Mean Girls flick from our past as we were trying to find our way in the world -- (and screw you all that made it "in" with the popular kids...I hate you all). Where are all those popular kids now?

I gotta believe I'm a much better person for not having been all in that cool-kid-Kool-aid clique.

Which brings me to this idea kicking against the walls over with the good folks at Yahoo news: they will introduce a news blog that will rely on search queries to help guide its reporting and writing on national affairs, politics and the media.

So, let's say one dark day all those really popular trendy searches for severe jock itch pop up. Will that get us a handful of news stories on dealing with severe jock itch?

Let's scratch that around the 'ol noggin a bit.

'Watching Apple CEO Steve Jobs' new unveiling -- 'dude never ever does anything wrong...

So you know the most interesting part to me of that big PR parade wasn't how super-skinny Jobs is -- (although I'm sure a few bets can be thrown at that death pool watch) -- it was when his Wifi browser didn't work --

'I could almost hear the heads quietly rolling on the floor for that blunder.

'Had some other weird thoughts pop into my head: Why does Jobs do it?

Why does he bother? -- and why can't someone please give him a sandwich?

'That sexy iPhone is going to be out of date next year, replaced by the next newest iToy.

How many sexy toys does Jobs need to be truly happy?

'Talked about that dream to someday live off the grid in some farm. It'd be a place where I can grow my own food and play ride the horsey (or something close to that). Which is the extreme opposite from my growing up here in the Big Apple.

'Should say up front that I accepted living in a hyper-connected world. Most days I text, Facebook, and Google my ass off. I played with enough of the newest techno toys to convince myself that I'm living in a modern world.

but

'There's gotta be a balance.

'Most days I'm super excited by the promise of technology. But as I age I start looking for more breaks away from it, a middle place. Sort of a mashup place of two worlds: technology and a more mindful path.

'Don't have one of those photographic memories. If you handed me a paper with list of things on it I might get one during the pop quiz section of our conversation.

Reading that article on Web’s New Wave, Sharing Details Is the Point (NY Times). Which says our next gen of web babies are ready to give me more info than I know what to do with. Revealing any and everything.

Loads and more loads of boring stuff: "say, how many push-ups they are doing and how long they spend in yoga class."

Oooh. How nice,

but don't we already get that

over on the Face (the buzzword for facebook), or Twatter (they spell it Twitter for some reason).