We in the Northeast finally got clobbered with the massive heat wave belching up from the west, the one that all you guys were moaning about earlier this week.
Um, yeah. It’s a doozy.
Needless to say, I shut off all the computers yesterday, draped heavy fabric over the windows, turned on the air conditioner, and broke the bank ordering pizza for dinner. We clustered together in the living room, the only cool room in the house. Wowsa.
I upgraded my phone this week, got an iPhone 4s. I was attracted to the very nice camera, and it IS nice. As a travel blogger and reviewer, I am tired of lugging around the huge DSLR camera, the camcorder, the small low-light-capable point-and-shoot, and all the batteries, SD cards, cases and covers. Especially when traveling to New York City, it’s a real pain. This new camera has 8 mega-pixels and 1080 high-def video. So it’s essentially a point-and-shoot camera and camcorder rolled into one! No more carrying around 3 to 4 cameras with all their accessories.
The phone also comes with “Siri,” a voice-activated iPhone robot. I wasn’t too sure about Siri until I started playing around with it last night. Now I like it. I can speak texts to the family (a BIG PLUS when I am driving) and answer business emails without getting carpal tunnel from the tiny keyboard.
Last night during our heat wave we played with Siri’s mind, haha. We asked her questions like “What is your favorite color?” Siri answered, “My favorite color is… Well, I don’t know how to say it in your language. It’s sort of greenish, but with more dimensions.”
When I asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Siri answered, “I have very few wants, Rebecca.”
Livvy Cat is melting.
She’s too pooped and too hot to meow. When my daughter walked up to her to ask Livvy if she was hot, the cat just made a little whine. LOL. My daughter asked her if she wanted cool water. Whine again. LOL! The conversation went on for a good 30 seconds, with Livvy giving out squeaky little whines to my daughter’s questions. This cat is just too funny.
One of my pals shared this on Facebook. Very cute. Apparently, Robert Louis Stevenson found out that his local politician’s young daughter was unhappy that her birthday fell on Christmas Day. So Stevenson decided to legally give her his birthday (November 13th), since he had “no need of a birthday.” He wrote a letter to the girl’s father explaining the exchange, and included a legal document, penned by himself. I got a kick out of the letter to the father explaining the “legal” document:
Dear Mr Ide,
Herewith please find the DOCUMENT which I trust will prove sufficient in law. It seems to me very attractive in its eclecticism; Scots, English and Roman law phrases are all indifferently introduced and a quotation from the works of Haynes Bayly can hardly fail to attract the indulgence of the Bench.
Yours very truly,
Robert Louis Stevenson
Is it just me who thinks that a man with a mustache looks a little sloppy, but a man with a beard looks quite dapper?