We went up to Lansing, the Michigan
capitol, to visit my little sister on Easter. She lives on the
outskirts of the MSU college campus, on a road called Jolly, where
Okemos and Lansing somehow begin and end.
Her apartment is nicer than mine ever
was. She and her roommate took pains to make the place homely and
lived in. My walls were always barren and the furniture was sparse.
My son likes to use her bedroom as a
playroom. He's suddenly become shy about everything, and likes to
close the door on people. Without asking he jumps onto her bed,
grabbing her stuffed animals and using them in whatever game he had
been playing with the toys he brought from home.
"Be careful," my little
sister tells him. "I don't want you breaking my tablet."
I notice the book sized case sitting
under her pillow.
"You bought a tablet."
"I bought a Samsung. It's the
latest model."
"Why? You have a laptop."
"But I don't want to take my
laptop to Europe, and I still want something to read while on the
plane. So I bought this. Now I can read books and watch movies on the
way over...You know, First World problems."
Freedom sometimes means the freedom to buy as many unnecessary electronics as your heart desires.
That's all from Elliott at the Kitchen Table, transferring files from my Alpha Smart Neo to my laptop. First World Computation.
