My mom’s favorite two topics.
I am leaving for the Cape on
Tuesday so we discuss both, not that I have any interest in the latter.
First, my mom tells me the weather
is supposed to be great. That, I am happy to hear.
Next, I am updated on
traffic.
“It took Jeannie two hours
to get down heah yestaday.” That’s 45
minutes longa than normal.” Okay.
“It’s the Bahnstable Faeh
this week, traffic is backed up everywheh.
It took June two hours just to get to Hyannis. I hope when you come on Tuesday it’s not
bad.”
I hope so too, but it is
what it is, and I’m not changing my plans because there could be traffic.
A few hours later I am
talking to Meredith who lives on the Upper Westside. I happen to look out my window and say, “I see a
woman with an umbrella.” Meredith tells
me that it’s not raining where she lives.
And, even on my street, only one person has an umbrella. I research
further.
I recently got a new app
called Dark Skies. It connects with GPS
and automatically programs itself for my neighborhood. This is what it says:
I really need to convince my
mom to get an iPhone. She would love
this app. And I bet I could find an equally good one for traffic.
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