Mar 14th, 2008
I found Dash hunched over my iPhone last night, unusually engrossed in something. I looked to see what he was doing.
Playing with the Calendar app. Ack! Visions of my schedule scrambled flew through my brain. Until now, his iPhone activities have seemed relatively harmless. His favorite thing to do is add obscure cities to the Weather widget. (It’s 46 degree in Usa=shi right now, btw.)
Me: “Um, what are you doing with the calendar?”
Dash: (engrossed, no answer)
Me: (Looking over his shoulder) “Oh, are you looking to see what day your birthday is next year?”
Dash: “No, I want to see how far in the future I can look. I want to go to 3000!”
- a minute or so goes by -
Dash: “Darn it! It only goes up to 2068. (Pause.) You’ll be dead then.”
So now I know what I’ll be doing in 2068. Apparently I still have some meetings scheduled, though.
(Original iPhone image from Lovely Fig Rolls on Flickr. Photoshop enhancement by me.)