This Christmas, Santa brought my husband a nifty little invention: Google Home. This handy-dandy gadget sent straight outta George Orwell's nightmare sits on our bureau, mere feet away from our sleeping heads. When you talk to her, a pleasant soft glow radiates from the top of her display in response, distracting you from the fact …
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The standard life and death and rebirth of a typical blog.
It’s the End of the World as I Know It (And I Feel Slightly Uneasy)
As some of you are well aware, there are certain undeniable signs the End Times are near: Oceans turn blood red. Locusts! It's raining locusts! Leggings are a thing now. Leggings! It's raining leggings! But recently I've witnessed another sign that it's time to make peace with my maker. My mom is on Facebook. Just …
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Little Post of Horrors
Happy Halloween, kiddos! It is I, Count Darlacula! [thunder claps] I'm here to share with you an old post I wrote ages ago about things from the past that truly scared the crap out of me. Namely, rotary phones and spaghettiOs. What could be more horrifying? The above photo? You got me there. In my defense, it was taken before …
I am a smartphone addict and the world is going to hell.
Nomophobia -- the fear of being out of mobile phone contact. A drastic change happened in my life this past year. I ditched my trusty old flip phone from the dinosaur age -- the one I never texted on and barely used to even make phone calls -- for a damn smartphone. What the hell was I thinking? Now …
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An Open Letter to My Smartphone
Dear Smartphone, Before I met you, I used to waste time doing foolish things like thinking, staring off into space, and making eye contact with other human beings. Now that you're finally here, your sleek plastic body nestled in the palm of my hand, I realize how empty my world used to be. You've got it all baby. I love everything about you: …
How I Became the World’s Greatest Gamer
Hold onto your Pac-Man hats, kids. I have a confession to make. I am a gamer. And a damned good one. It all started back in 1979 when I was nine years old. My dad walked into our living room and yelled, "Check this out, guys!" With a flourish he clicked on our wood-paneled TV. Then the heavens …
The Spooky Tales of My Youth
It's Halloween again! Gather 'round the fire, kids! Time for some deliciously dark and scary stories! (cue creepy organ music) Once upon a dreary time, I was your age and living through the ghastly 1970s and 80s. (lightning flashes) Times were hard during this digital-free era; my daily life was a constant battle between the forces of good and evil. …
She's A Maineiac 