Dr. Darling gives the most wonderful face- and head-rubs. She uses just the right amount of pressure on my temples and eyebrows and plays with my hair … it’s a fabulous thing.
So tonight, in the midst of one of these blissful massages, I asked where she had learned the wonderful technique that feels as though it’s been perfected on me.
She thought about it for a minute and then said, “Well, I used to do this to my dog.”
Not quite the answer I was expecting.
And then earlier today, I learned that an Ericsson R520m cellphone that’s fallen into a toilet (in it’s leather case) will still work with somewhat limited screen capacity if you let it dry out for a couple of days. Don’t ask me how I know this … but I really wish I didn’t.