As shared on Facebook the other day: “Fascinating new low: putting coffee in the the cupboard, shutting the door, and looking for the reheat button.” Yes, that’s right, kids. And no, I’ve got no chemical scapegoat these days on which to blame my haplessness. Just a bad night’s sleep followed by a morning spent looking on the floor for my soul so that I could try to put it back.. Read More
Mom makes app to handicap her kids’ phones
Ah, the text message ellipsis. It’s the ultimate face slap. Unless promptly followed by a reply, it means you’re being ignored. And that might make you feel some unpleasant feelings. Espesh if you’re the parent paying for the little brat you’re trying to reach to use it. This is why one mom came up with an iphone app to freeze the handheld device of the kid cold shouldering them. But.. Read More
Data usage: just another reason I hate my phone
About ten months ago, I quit painkillers for my back – and replaced them with yoga. I quit benzos for my social anxiety – and replaced them with jedi-mind tricks. But I had no idea that my long standing addiction to Apple would be as expensive as my literal other-fruit addictions are every week at Wegman’s. That is – not until I started getting those annoying little messages about using.. Read More
PhonesomniAct
The beauty about texting is the invisibility cloak that shields my absolute absence of ardor. Thank god. I’m trying to be nice, but when I’m sleepy, hurting or annoyed in general – my inner werewolf (don’t be fooled by that term, “inner”, as you needn’t dig far to find him) surfaces like some acrid gaseous emission from the depths of a bath. At such times as these, the mere concept.. Read More