tech talk — talk, dork, talk
Above: my CoverGirl (CG) compact is on the left, my new LG cell phone is on the right. It’s been 3 days with the new phone and, already, wacky hijinx have gone down between the three of us.
Anyway. Behold my new birthday Shuffle, attached to the Girlbot:
Thanks to this lil guy, I look forward to never living this scenario again: I am walking on the Star Trac treadmill. As Hollaback Girl comes on, I am compelled to ramp up the speed, breaking into a lumbering run. Suddenly, my spastic right hand catches the headphone cord, yanking the buds from my ears and throwing the iPod (3rd generation) to my feet. I then trip over the iPod as it shoots out behind me to the floor.
ANYway. I’ll leave you with some anti-technology. Your choice of hygenic hand-drying apparati:
Taken in the men’s room (by D. Andrew) at the Ventura Bowling Center, during my superfun birthday bowling blowout. My family and friends made my birthday so incredibly special, I don’t even know where to begin. Thanks yous. I love you.