It normally takes a while for kids to warm up to strangers, but thanks to her 64-bit A7 processor, Siri wasted no time in winning over the Cool Bros. Sure, she was helpful in firing off a text or looking up the weather, but the bond really developed when we started giving her offbeat questions or statements. Her unintentionally – or intentionally – hilarious replies were a hit. Continue reading
I want to feel sorry for this kid. I really do.
Actually, as someone who started dating at 22 – not for lacking of trying – I don’t. But I can still appreciate the humor.
My friend Heather posted this to Facebook yesterday:
Pretty great bumper sticker on a minivan tonight: “I used to be cool.”
I don’t know the owner of said minivan, but I hope s/he’s not implying that simply owning a minivan robs one of Cool Points. My first car was a minivan, a brown Plymouth Voyager with vinyl woodgrain paneling on the sides that gave it a natural, Bear Grylls kind of sexiness. It pretty much looked like this:
And look at how cool I was! Continue reading