In the dark, in the morning on my way to work passing the line of kids at the bus-stop: All their faces look like jack-o-lanterns by the glow and the flicker of their smartphone displays.
Technology
An inch from Paris
I have mixed feelings about technology. I say this, recognizing I have an Apple product in every room of our house, and without technology, you wouldn’t be reading this right now. The alternative is me dropping flyers from planes. My… Read More ›
The Moment
Good songs force you to live in the moment. You can’t “fast forward.” You can, but you wouldn’t. On my record player, you can push a button to lift the stylus and then direct it over the right groove, to… Read More ›
Heads Buried In Smartphones
At the playground, all the parents’ heads are buried in their smartphones.
Bill Pearse 