Tag: text
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: I feel bullied :
By predictive text. I mean it, composing a simple email is nothing short of a wresting match thanks to that know-it-all twit. As soon as I start typing, suggestions and corrections pop up, completely derailing my train of thought. If I ignore them, I’m doomed. It interprets inaction as approval and changes everything. Typical and…
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: happy data privacy day :
Seriously, Congress made this an official thing in 2009 and the dudes at the NSA are still laughing. When they take a break from reading our emails, that is. The CIA thinks it’s pretty funny, too, in their idle Senate hacking moments. Anyone and anything is fair game online. You see, there’s no real privacy…
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: read this :
No, not this, the face. Read the face. Pissed off is written all over it. How do they do that? How can one face say so damn much with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth? Seriously, where does it keep its pencil? It’s been my experience that faces are bigger talkers than mouths. Trust…
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: the birthday girl :
That’s me and I’m none too happy about it, either. You see, I’m at the age where birthdays are like a membership in Fruit of the Month club — it comes too often and you get too many of them. Way, way too many. Can anyone tell me how to cancel the damn things? What…
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: fifty shades of gray, my @#% :
There’s one shade. And it’s virtually illegible, in case you hadn’t noticed. I can see how you might have missed it, though, since the whole damn internet is awash in faint, faded gray text — probably about a 40% black. Or, maybe, a Pantone 453. Whatever, gray type ought to be abolished. Seriously, try to…
the whirly girl 