Mr. PQ forwarded an article to me that was written by a fellow early adopter, he thought it was insightful and humorous. The author offered some simple, straightforward advice regarding how to introduce one’s friends and coworkers to the wonder that is the Apple Watch. As I still wrestle daily against the Activity Target of Tyranny, driven to complete all three circles every 24 hours, the haptic tapping of impatience becoming yet one more voice of “I need” and “I want” amongst a cacophony of voices, I probably am not the model spokesperson.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the breakdown of data in the Health app, and I’ve figured out how to skip around to my favorite Miranda Lambert songs while running, so yea me. However, I can’t escape the feeling of being shackled to the modern world. So I’ve done what so many others in captivity have done before, I’ve succumbed to Stockholm Syndrome. That’s the only explanation I can offer for why, on a gorgeously sunny day, I sat inside watching the bulk of the keynote speech of the Apple WWDC (World-Wide Developer Conference). I actually caught myself “oohing” when they announced that Apple Watch would do that thing that will make the Watch operate faster. Fantastic! Mr. PQ and I are in a race as to who will learn a second language faster: him learning enough spanish to order his own coffee at Starbucks or me learning to speak techno-geek. Being that he runs on caffeine, I’m guessing he might be more motivated.
I’m highly motivated to finish my work in time to join the youngest Quill at the midnight showing of Jurassic World. Chris Pratt is awesome, and the fact that he is riding a Triumph Bonneville while chasing dinosaurs makes him a sexy, urban hipster guy, albeit a little short on beard. We have a busy weekend preparing for our own global release (I think that is ok to say, Pad & Quill does ship internationally) of a new line of leather and wax canvas backpacks and briefcases designed with the sexy, urban, hipster cafe racers in mind.