Hang on, look…here, look at this. We should go see a movie. Hang on, let me check what movie times there are…I can just…push this button here, get on the Internet…here we go…alright, what’s the closest theatre to you? Actually, don’t answer that, I can look that up too…let’s see…oh, there’s this one. According to Google Maps, it’s only about .4 mi from your house, but there’s no public transportation. I’m pretty sure you have a car; how long does it take to walk .4 mi? Hang on, let me look that up, too…umm…yeah, we can totally roll that, probably take half an hour at a leisurely pace. Hey, Wolverine sounds good, let’s go see Wolverine. That’s coming out. We got one at 6:15, we got one at 7:00 pm…oh, 6:15 pm seems good. Sweet. lright, we should go in about…hang on, what time is it? Wait, don’t answer that, let me look at my online atomic clock. Erm…yeah, we should go in a couple minutes.
Yo, I’m checking my e-mail for a second while we’re on the way to the theatre. Dude, this gadget is so awesome. Hang on, I got to respond to this e-mail, I think it’s a girl from my company. Oh, see, she’s just put up a Twitter and she wants me to check it out. Let me go to her Twitter…haha, oh man, how many things she can say in 140 characters or less, it’s so deep, man! I should do an @reply. Hang on, almost done…Wait, who is she following? Got some friends, Shaquille O’Neal, this parody of Rorschach from the Watchmen movie…good mix. Hang on, before you say anything: since it’s opening night we should buy the tickets online, so let me do that. I can just go onto Fandango with my neat little iPhone here, and…we’re set. Oh we’re here, cool! Alright, you go get the popcorn.
Dude, that was a sweet movie. What did you think? Actually, don’t answer that, I want to see what they say on RottenTomatoes…man, what else has Hugh Jackman been in besides Australia and X-Men, let me check IMDB…oh man, i love having the iPhone. I have all this information at my finger-tips, I can look up whatever I want to…it really makes me feel connected to the world, you know? I feel connected to people.
Okay, before you say anything, let me edit this typo I have in my calendar. That should say “psychiatrist,” not “psychia tryst,” you know, like a tryst? What’s that word mean again? Oh man, hang on, I got to look that up…
