Holding infinity

If you haven't already figured it out, I am now part of the Steve Jobs revolution. I am connected to the entire world simply by the devise I hold in the palm of my hand. I can access a zillion apps, many for free, because I pay a monthly sum of money. And the best thing is, I have live-in tech support (two teenagers) to show me how to use it and answer my questions.

I own an iPhone.

I put a very bright yellow protective case around it so I can find it in the bowels of my purse.

Three guesses on which app I got first: NPR. Yes, now I can listen to all my favorite news programs on demand while I walk or clean or eat pizza. As if listening all day wasn't enough. Actually with my new job where I really am writing, I can't listen to it lest my brain explode, so I crave it even more at night. Last night I did my laundry while listening to my all time best radio crush, Tom Ashbrook.

The other day I had 20 minutes to spend before picking up girl child from competitive cheer and so I pulled up Damien Rice's "The Blower's Daughter" and went for a walk. That song has been in my head because the kids are all listening to a song by Jason Mraz that is OK, but it seems to need to the same kind of climatic rise that Blower's Daughter does. It does not, and it disappoints me. On the way home I made girl child listen to Blower's Daughter (yep, hooking up my new toy to my car thingie) to try to explain this to her. I told her to pay special attention to the cello. She was kind enough to act interested.

My writing lately has focused on teenage unemployment, at-risk children, domestic violence, teen suicide, and gay bullying. That's what happens when you write for a nonprofit organization and a church magazine. If I had more time, I'd tell you about my projects because I am grateful for all. My only lament is the fact that I really don't know when I'll be able to get back to that liver book. I've decided that maybe now is not the time, since I enjoy sleeping so much. Anyway, in the meantime, I have my silly little hand-held toy.

Next lesson from my children: how to use my voice mail. Gotta go, it's time to set up today's NPR play list and get on my weekend.

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With love, T