i finally got a smart phone, which was really a no-brainer, for it pays for itself, no bills for a year, so now i'm smart doug, within telephonic parameters. i told smart bob, my brother, and he was duly mind-blown, he thought i was forever trapped in a 20th century techno-bardo. but i shall miss my friend ahmed from palestine at the dollar store, so maybe i'll pop in for hot pickles and moral uplift. r. says i'm grown-upping, bless my radically drifting, daydreaming soul.
update, i got a call and thought it was smart bob, and he says, no mom, i did not call. turns out it was mom, but bob showed on screen. uh oh, am i turning into my mom?
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