This is my iPhone There are many like it but this one is mine*. My iPhone is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My iphone, without me is useless as it can’t hold a charge too long . Without my iPhone, I am useless and have to ask strangers for directions and risk poor restaurants and ….

I read a lot of speculative fiction , a lot of fantasy and  enough horror to know that I don’t need to read anything original on what happens when squishy meets,  hard, soft,sharp, fast or a myriad other inventive and leg crossing endings to books.   I digress.   The point is that in my hand the iPhone , and it’s ilk, provides me  with many of the ideas I read about in Clarke, Asimov and  a few others in my youth.   Yet so many  people want to recreate the desktop world  to walk around with.     

We all can see what’s there  but  sifting the invisible from the non existent is a fun task  and one which  on days like this makes me interested enough to stay awake.

*actually it’s my employers.