It must be a cloudy night! |
Androidable
That's what I are,
Unavoidable
Tho' near or far.
Like a phone of love that rings on me,
How the thought of it does things to me.
Never before
Has something been more...
Androidable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how I'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That something so unavoidable
Thinks that I am
Androidable, too.
[interlude]
Androidable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how I'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That something so unavoidable
Thinks that I am
Androidable, too.
That's what I are,
Unavoidable
Tho' near or far.
Like a phone of love that rings on me,
How the thought of it does things to me.
Never before
Has something been more...
Androidable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how I'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That something so unavoidable
Thinks that I am
Androidable, too.
[interlude]
Androidable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how I'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That something so unavoidable
Thinks that I am
Androidable, too.
Please allow me to give you some background.
My cell phone is on a mission along with my GPS AND my
laptop, I-pad and Kindle to put me in an early grave or have me committed!
The Macaroni Man |
I got a text message from my nephew, the Macaroni Man and in
the message was a photo of two newspaper headlines 4 years apart saying the
same thing. “A STAR IS BORN” it reads about a past NY Jets quarterback and the
current NY Jets quarterback. I answer it in kind with sarcasm.
Then a few hours later I get another text with the same
thing. This time it is from #1 Son (Anthony). I think nothing of it and continue on my way.
#1 Son |
Another text comes to me and it is asking me what I’m doing
on this day and I answer that I’m going to a wedding. Who’s wedding is the next
question to me. I think it strange why the Macaroni Man would want to know that, but I don’t answer right away.
Another text and this one says: “Why are you keeping me in
suspense?” I decide to answer, even though I’m thinking it’s none of the
Macaroni Man’s business. I write: We are going to a wedding for one of Aunt
Ellen’s friends from work” I get one more text, and this time it says: “Why are
you calling my Mom Aunt Ellen?”
Yes folks, I was answering the wrong person with two
identical text streams to me, mistakenly thinking one was the other. As I told
my son, I’m getting too old for these fancy new gadgets!
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