Every so often I come around to the idea that I should check tablets out, y'know, to get with the times grandad, and all that jazz. But I'll go and look at them, the hideous little things, and I realise that, for me, they would serve literally no purpose. I don't use social networking, I don't use my phone for the internet, I don't watch tv, and I have a netbook (an admittedly old one, which I should upgrade, but hey, look, you cant get netbooks anymore because they've been replaced by these futuristic tablet looking mother fuckers) for the internet, and for writing.
Which is the biggest downfall for me, because "virtual" keyboards don't have nearly the right amount of accuracy or pysical response for me.
As for reading, well, I still use these things called "books". marvellous things they are. They're made out of pulped wood, and contain one story each. Some of the bigger ones can even contain up to 20-25 short stories! Imagine that!
Don't worry, I'll head back to the 90s, where I belong...