Whoa-oh, It's Magic

It's really no secret that technology and I have a somewhat troubled relationship, and although iPhone and I were committed to making this work, things have been even more rocky lately.


On Friday night, I went to the Family Force 5 show at the Grog Shop, took pictures with my iPhone and planned on sharing them with the world. iPhone had other plans however, such as to somehow screw up my mail settings and make it physically and emotionally impossible to email photos. The show was great -- people were hanging from the ceiling, the whole place was shaking like San Francisco during an earthquake on account of all the jumping, the music was 100 percent danceable and there was a sighting of bigfoot. I would insert some blurry, red-lighted pictures here to prove all of these claims, but you know the story... you'll just have to trust me on this one.


And for those of you keeping score at home, I finally got my heat turned on. I know, it's big news. It was so warm the other day that Jack actually wiggled out of his sweater. He will henceforth be known as Houdini-dog. (I tried calling him Jack Angel: Dog Freak, but he didn't take too well to that one.)