No, it’s not The Invasion of the Cardboard Boxes Part 5. Remember how, back in the early nineties, when you stumbled upon an unfinished site you’d see the ubiquitous animated gif of a man in construction hat on the homepage to let you know you’ve landed on a website that’s a work in progress? Well, the picture above pretty much sums up our place right now. Except we’re not constructing anything. We’re deconstructing. We’re moving in less than two weeks, and the packing has finally begun.
In case you’re wondering, this used to be our dining room. Now it’s the dumping ground for everything we’ve amassed to facilitate our move. Gradually, I rather imagine these boxes would swallow up the rest of the house too. Somewhere in there is also our camera, so forgive the photo quality for now as I rely on my mobile device for the show-and-tell part of the blog. That is, until I lose my phone in this mess.
Anyway, all this is to say that blogging may have to take a backseat for now. Yes, that’s me. A 300-word post to simply say I’ll be busy these couple of weeks. If you know me, you should also know concise is not my style. If short posts are your thing, he’s your guy. Well, he’s My Guy, but you know what I mean.
My ForEvo Guy
I’ve talked about My Guy’s hottie before – the phone, that is, in case you’re wondering why I’m talking about myself like that (ahem). And now, it’s making a second appearance here; at least the enhanced second generation of it is. I’ve already embarrassed myself once by trying to talk tech here, and I think I shall refrain this time.
Instead, I urge you to read My Guy’s really quick rundown on his new love interest (that’s the trouble with geeks, their devotion has such a short life span). I promise you, while it’s gadget speak, it also isn’t very lengthy. He, unlike me, is concise.
Caveat: In order to understand the title of his post, you’d have to really look at the images of the phones above. You will also see why I adore him – anyone who can make tedious tech talk funny, is swoonworthy. At least I think so. And if I’m the only one laughing, that may explain why we’re together.