Friday, April 6, 2007

ISO the Perfect Gadget

Everyone has their obsessions. MrCyclingLife loves all things bike racing related and I have an insatiable desire for books, books, books. We help to mediate each other's obsessions by letting each other know that we have gone too far. However, because we share a love of the latest gadgets, there is no one to help control our sometimes boundless appetite for them. We will read an article and then turn to each other with that mesmerized look in our eyes. Both under the spell and unable to snap the other out of it. Lately, we have been particularly obsessed with the latest cell phones, PDAs and smartphones. We are both jonesing for new ones but aren't sure which way to go. We are unhappy with our cell phones and have had our PDAs for a while, so we have been debating whether to go for a smartphone. Being gadget people we have high expectations and are frustrated that the solution doesn't seem to be available. We're currently on a Treo watch, hoping that the perfect Palm OS with WiFi solution manifests. Maybe we'll check-in with the local PUG (Palm User Group) that has meetings we once attended. That's right, gadget geeks gather in groups. It's pretty scary.

Sunday, April 1, 2007

The Wife Whisperer

I’ve figured out what our cats want, but I’m sometimes confused about what MsUrbanLotus wants. Our cats will look at me with piercing eyes and meow pitifully when they want to eat. When my male cat wants his belly stroked, he rubs up against me and then flops over, exposing his furry underside. These are obvious actions and the cat expects for me to do whatever he wants. And I usually do. I guess our cats have trained me more than I have trained them. However, with my wife, her hints are not so obvious. They are more subtle and if I’m not fully paying action to them, I completely misunderstand what she wants. Sometimes I’m not sure if she wants her belly rubbed or something completely different. Her look might be something as small as a slight inflection of her voice to something more obvious, like furrowing her brow. I’m not completely clueless. I can pick out most of her signs, but a few do elude me. One day I might break the code and completely understand, but till then I’ll continue to observe both our cats and my wife.