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But that isn't the issue. Who the hell buys an iPhone for their 11 year old?
I think it makes sense to give your kid a phone in this day and age--I guess. Somehow children survived millenia without phones even existing at all anywhere--never mind the new speedy iPhone. Maybe I'm reading too much into the action. Maybe this parent won't let the kid have free access to the internet anywhere 24/7. Maybe this kid did something and "earned" the phone.
and maybe Monkeys might fly out my butt. When I was 11 my parents never would have given me something like that. I remember getting an Atari 500 when my mother got surprise pregnant with my brother. I was 11 and they were trying to soften the blow of me not being an only child anymore. And we were kind of poor so the Atari was a big deal. But I couldn't take it somewhere and lose it. And I would have lost an iPhone when I was 11 years old. I was like that.
Oddly the Atari still works after 26 years and is in the house in Block Island and we are headed there in the morning. That reminds me that I need to look up the ferry schedule.
Um, in other news. I'm taking a break from ridiculous novel. I started writing a Doctor Who/HP crossover that is Post Deathly Hallows and post Journeys End. And it will probably be in 14 parts with different POVs. And I'm just going to have fun with it and explore writing a novel length piece of fiction with differing POVs. There is the part where I'm inane--but that goes without saying. (Except I said it.)
This zero sleep thing is not really working for me.
I think it makes sense to give your kid a phone in this day and age--I guess. Somehow children survived millenia without phones even existing at all anywhere--never mind the new speedy iPhone. Maybe I'm reading too much into the action. Maybe this parent won't let the kid have free access to the internet anywhere 24/7. Maybe this kid did something and "earned" the phone.
and maybe Monkeys might fly out my butt. When I was 11 my parents never would have given me something like that. I remember getting an Atari 500 when my mother got surprise pregnant with my brother. I was 11 and they were trying to soften the blow of me not being an only child anymore. And we were kind of poor so the Atari was a big deal. But I couldn't take it somewhere and lose it. And I would have lost an iPhone when I was 11 years old. I was like that.
Oddly the Atari still works after 26 years and is in the house in Block Island and we are headed there in the morning. That reminds me that I need to look up the ferry schedule.
Um, in other news. I'm taking a break from ridiculous novel. I started writing a Doctor Who/HP crossover that is Post Deathly Hallows and post Journeys End. And it will probably be in 14 parts with different POVs. And I'm just going to have fun with it and explore writing a novel length piece of fiction with differing POVs. There is the part where I'm inane--but that goes without saying. (Except I said it.)
This zero sleep thing is not really working for me.