“Apparently we love our own cell phones but we hate everyone else’s.” (Joe Bob Briggs)
My son and I rose at 4:00 AM to sail thirteen miles out to MacLeod’s Ledge to go fishing.
Like every other day this week, it amounted to a royally discouraging excursion because we did not land a single fish. By 9:00 AM I called it quiets and returned to port much earlier than usual so we could take the 16 foot dory to fish the 70 eel nets we have set in three rivers; but not before putting in 338 Liters of fuel in the big boat; plus the fuel for the dory outboard engine and truck on top of that.
Eel catches were pathetic as well, so my day was a grand loss financially. When you go in the red to a tune of $500 a day, it certainly conjures up some demoralized emotions.
At 6:00 PM I was getting ready for a benefit concert for my cousin and his wife (She had a double lung transplant this past spring and is not doing very well.), and I received a call informing me had left the boat sailing lights on. I had forgotten to trip the switch after docking that monring. I ran out to the truck, unhooked the dory trailer, and drove to the port while praying, “Please let the batteries be up enough to start the engine.”
Thankfully the engine started, but barely. Now I had to let the engine idle to charge the system. Better than having to return home and hook up battery chargers for the whole night. A heavy wind and violent rain hit while I sat there with nothing to do but wait; I wished I had my smartphone with me. Returning home, I quickly prepared for the benefit (Late) and looked for my smartphone on the way out the door. Could not locate it anywhere. Looked in the truck and it was not there. Then I remembered I had placed my $750 Samsung Note 3 on the side of the truck box while I unhooked the dory trailer to head to the harbour, and I left it sitting there on the edge of the truck box when I drove off. A sinking feeling set in as I figured the phone fell off on the road and was gone. That is all I needed on a day like today, another $750 loss.
“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.”
However, I glanced in the truck box and saw my phone. Rather than falling out onto the road it fell into the truck box. Unfortunately the heavy rain had been pelting the thing for over an hour by now. I dried it off, took the back off and dried out the water and for now it seems to work fine.
Yes, I am a smartphone hound. With a Bluetooth keyboard connected to a smart phone, I find one rarely needs a computer any more. I use it for fishing, for marine charts, navigation, tides and weather updates. I also use the smartphone in Africa as well. Taking quality photos and videos is very discrete, and the phone acts as a portable office where ever I go.
The technical specs of a Note 3 are over kill for my needs. However, I am finding my old eyes are not doing so well with the smaller screens these days.
“The smartphone revolution is under-hyped, more people have access to phones than access to running water. We’ve never had anything like this before since the beginning of the planet.” (Marc Andreessen)
It’s a bit disheartening how the yearning for money/profit drives us to try harder, go further, extend ourselves more globally than our innate soul’s ability to push us to honor the life and humanity of another beautiful woman, man, or child without clean water.
My smartphone drank purer water today than many humans will ever taste.