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I don't get why they think we can't stay current.

Sure, we're old, but I think that's more of an insult to the elderly than it is a statement of our ability to learn. I can read. I can watch television. Just because I was born in the sixteen hundreds doesn't mean that my brain stopped working with the advent of technology. I can pick up an issue of Maxim at the Rite Aid just like the next guy.

Maybe if the legends were true, I'd understand. If we had to spend half our lives in a pine box, I guess that might make it harder to figure out what's going on during the day.

But then again, maybe not. Sleep is sleep, coffin or no.

I think maybe it's a human defense mechanism. The need to believe that they'd be able to somehow identify that we're different. Like I'd tool around in modern society wearing a lace cravat or a top hat or some crap like that.

That defense mechanism is bullshit anyway. Even if I did act like some guy from history, humans would ignore it. They wouldn't think, "Hey, that must be a vampire." They'd think, "There goes a loser."

All to our advantage, really. We blend in without much effort. Nowadays I think I could lock a fang into someone's jugular right on the corner of Ritchie Highway, in broad daylight, and no one would bat an eye. Not that I'm going to. You know.

Damn it. Now I'm thinking about it.

That means it's time to go out.