In the shadow of the modern machine

Oh, here’s something that is happening. I am typing this while seated on an uncomfortable plastic chair at the stinky DMV (actually the Department of Licensing) waiting for them to call my number so I can pay my $20 for my Washington permit. Then I will be able to learn to drive the car we bought in November. So that’s exciting!
Also exciting is that I am able to write this from the DMV because of my fancy-ass new phone thingy, which I adore. It has a calendar! It has internets! It has a keyboard! It can talk to my beloved Mac at home and my awful PC at work! It can keep me from wanting to claw my eyes out at the DMV! Yay, Treo.

(song: “St. Robinson In His Cadillac Dream,” Counting Crows)

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