My dumbphone finally died. Occasionally I also called it a FartPhone(tm), since the common flip phone or knockoff Blackberry seems to have become the default mobile phone of old farts like yours truly who really don’t make more than about ten calls a year and mainly want the thing in case they need to get a call on the fly from an auto mechanic, or contact law enforcement after clubbing a molester unconscious on the bike path. (Well, it has crossed my mind.)
Anyway the thing finally gave up the ghost, unable to hold a charge long enough even to reach the voice mail recording, so I took a deep breath and got this Android thing.
I still don’t call people a lot, and I have no patience with the people in the gym who walk around staring at their phones or deafened by their earbuds. I did however sign up for Instagram, and have, as a few of my visitors will know, become an Instagramming fool. It’s all either cats, flowers, or the heart-stopping vista of every weight rack in my gym, but dang it, every time I go out for a few miles there are shoals of incredible spring flowers asking me to capture them for even a brief posterity. I sometimes feel a bit awkward, wondering who is inside the house watching me contort myself to get the best angle on their tulips or phlox, but so far no one has come hurtling out of the front door brandishing a baseball bat or cleaning implement.
This afternoon I stood up from my desk and saw a young backpack-laden woman exit the local bus, cross to my side of the street and kneel by the birdbath, squinting into the small oblong in her hand. After a moment she got up and walked off.
Apparently my iris are starting to bud. (I went out and checked, after she was gone.)
I wonder how much of this is going on.
Memememe! I do food. And Gatsby of course. And occasionally something “artsy” grabs me, and I muck it up, since my father’s artistic genes skipped me and went straight to the girls.
Lightm0tifs 🙂
#catsof instagram for Gatsby? I’ll look you up
I’ve been hashtagging him for that lately.
Lots and lots of it. You are now part of a world wide fraternity.
Sorority?
Of course, my bad.
Ha! I use the blog and FB for pictures, so – ahem – some of those pics here please?
And now your damn iris have been Instagrammed.
I’ve had a few people ask me to join it, but I still don’t get Twitter so I think I’m good.
I’m working on putting Instagram in the sidebar where anyone can see it on the blog. Still figuring out the “configure.” Meanwhile, I share most of them to Twitter too, which is working in the blog sidebar (lower right) and you get a link that takes you right to the picture. It’s very simple on the phone though, even I can do it. I can’t even do Facebook so you should be OK
Yeah, it is more that I don’t want one more damn thing to look at online. I’ve got enough! Too much, right now.
Note my edit to the last comment, you can get to the pics from this page in the lower-right Twitter sidebar which works without you being on Twitter.
Hahahaha…. I have created another Instagram MONSTER! Love it! xx
Btw… hashtag for my beasts is #azaharcats. You might want to create a unique one for yours as #catsofinstagram is used by millions.
Sledcats? Have to think it over. People will think it’s some kind of Iditarod knockoff if I use that.
Cats! I’m there. Literally actually–I must say, you have damn fine cats!
I told them. Now they’re even more pleased with themselves.
Haha! If I had a face like either of them I would be too!!! 😊
Either? There are six, actually… all with adorable faces. Still collecting pictures.
Oh my!!! Six! Clearly I got hung up on two of them. 😂 I look forward to seeing the others. 👍🏻