Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Sign Of The Times

Staying connected and still missing out...

So far I have avoided cell phone addiction. A lot of my younger friends haven't though. You'll be talking to them and their faces go blank, they'll haul out their cells, and keep yammering with ya as they type with their thumbs at 700 MPH. They do it at work, at home, everywhere - even in the most beautiful settings.


  1. Remember the big jogging fad back 30 year ago, now they are getting knee replacements. I predict that thumb joint replacement will be the result of the constant texting, it may take a few decades but the thumbs will stop working.

    1. It's the eyes, actually. I have a nephew in his 30's with bifocals from staring at computer and cell phone screens. He lives on them...

  2. Replies
    1. How's life treating you, Pete?

    2. Still suckin' wind, Glen, in shear defiance of those who say us old farts have "a duty to die." Y'know, last year I told my wife I felt like a foreigner in my own country. This year I told her I felt like a foreigner on my own PLANET! If you figure out just what the hell is going on before I do, please... Let me know...