Monthly Archives: August 2015
Some friends of mine and I were recently discussing our adventures with surfing, focusing primarily on the times when, having been rolled by a wave, we exited the surf with significantly less clothing on then when we entered. Being as we were all wearing bikinis at the time, there isn't much modesty remaining when a significant amount of your clothing is shredding down the beach with the returning tide. We all agreed that about the only antidote to death by embarrassment (bar ass just shouldn’t be the formative part of that word) was to observe someone else in the same predicament. Never underestimate the value of a sympathetic soul.
I have recently grown a very sympathetic soul for grannie panties. Not because I have aged up to that category of lingerie, but rather because a few of our customers have been blighted by this affliction of their iPhone case. At least that is what they have taken to calling the over stretching of the elastic band on their Little Pocket Book,
Mr. PQ wants me to write my assessment of the pending iPhone 6s and iPhone 6s Plus. I imagine this has more to do with the fact that I keep referring to the new “free touch” feature and that he has been away on business for a week; Mrs. PQ talking free touch is sounding pretty sexy right about now. While dreams of “free touch” have floated through Mr. PQ’s head, I’ve occupied my evenings reading up on MacRumors, 9 to 5 Mac, The Loop, CNET, Wired etc to broker an understanding of what all the hub bub is about.
Last night I learned that there is no such thing “free touch” in Apple iPhone parlance; rather the term is “force touch" which frankly doesn’t sound appealing at all. Especially as
Whenever Siri sasses me, as she is frequently wont to do, my rejoinder is inevitably that of Linus, as spoken to his femme fatale, in A Charlie Brown Christmas, “Jezebel was the evil wife of king Ahab in the Old Testament. In II Kings, it says that her servants threw her out the window and she landed on her head.”
Just as Linus’ new love interest was intent on keeping him guessing, so Siri Apple Watch changes identities faster then Ilsa Faust in Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation. (Loved this character!) Last week, Siri and her Activity Watch app went all in as psychotic personal trainer. Mr. PQ and I took some much-needed time away, reviving ourselves in the brilliant, blue-sky town of Breckenridge, CO. While Apple Watch granted me 9 minutes of heart pounding exercise for 2 hours of bear climbing up a bowl with a 40 percent grade, Mr. PQ was gifted 40 minutes just for ambling down the street