Too bad I have a primal level panic attack if I misplace itā¦
You sure seem to loose track of your phone often...
Ms Revenge and I once spent a weekend in Gettysburg PA touring the battlefield, taking in the local pub offerings and window shopping for souvenirs. The first morning at the hotel, I took an early seat on the G-Town promenade to sip coffee, watch the local talent and skim through the Gettysburg Times.
Off to my right was a young couple, twenty somethingās, noses to phones seemingly lost in a cyberspace induced coma. I watched them off and on for the better part of ten minutes. Neither spoke.
I was stirring my second cup of mediocre coffee when the young woman chuckled, raised her head and said: āThat was really funnyā! The young man gave a casual nod and resumed his unperturbed study of the digital landscape.
I donāt recall either speaking while I casually finished my General R. E. Lee fried egg croissant and resumed my intense David Attenborough level observation. After some time, the young man having sufficiently perused the known limits of the internet, abruptly stood up and announced: āYou readyā?
Without fanfare, the semi verbal young debutant quietly nodded her approval and got up to leave. As they passed my table they returned my nod as they strode past. Looking down at my newspaper Iām pretty sure the dominant male of the two whispered āNeanderthalā before turning and disappearing around the corner.
If I could tie them to a millstone and cast them into the sea I would (Talking about the phones

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I can assure you, It was far from my intent to cause my friends in the ether unnecessary blockchain duress. So, Iāve devised a solution that should ease your angst and help keep my digital tether within easy reach.
I think youāll approveā¦