iPhonian Nights
My first night with a working iPhone led me to have a nightmare in which Dan got beaten up after fighting back against some thugs. Then while I was worrying about him, my iPhone, which was sitting in my car, got stolen, along with the car. For some reason in this dream, my iPhone worked as a car key as well. Then when I called the cops, they made that old "working in shifts" joke from Lebowski. And it all happened in San Francisco. Harrowing stuff.
And then The Enforcer came to the rescue... Do you feel lucky punk, well, do you?
ReplyDeleteI know what you're thinking, did Rich write six blog posts today, or only five? Well, go ahead, MAKE MY DAY.