I’m afraid I pressure-tested my cerebral arteries first thing this morning.
I’ve become somewhat
addicted fond of this damned iPhone I previously spent so many years laughing at, to the point where I use it for entertainment/instruction during otherwise routine tasks that don’t require my full attention like dough kneading and dish washing, when visibility and connectivity conditions allow.
This is a special day: Big Brother is due to visit for a few days on this leg of a long road trip at mid-day, and I spent much of yesterday scraping the top layer of dirt off the Secret Lair’s interior*. So right after breakfast I boiled some water for dish washing, propped the smartphone on the dog biscuit canister and poked around for a video. I was looking for one of the What Would Stoner Do vids, which I’ve enjoyed very much. Saw something marked WWSD What Would Sabrina do, clicked it, and stuck my hands in soapy water. Politely regarding any stranger as a sensible person until convinced otherwise, I assumed this was somebody’s reaction to the WWSD ARs.
Next thing I knew, I was watching some goth-like chick emote about glitter-covered smartphone cases.
There is no truth to the rumor that shrill, anguished cries emanated from the newly-opened windows of the Secret Lair, though it is true that for some reason the chickens panicked and LB left the room.
“Omigod, who doesn’t love a glitter phone case?” she trilled.
“Well, lady, that would be me,” I shouted, frantically trying to jab at the touchscreen with suds-covered fingers.
I curse the day someone invented glitter.
*BTW, expect posting to be a bit sparse for the rest of the week. Don’t know for sure.