The Defense of A Writer

Look.  I realize this is a bit hard to digest, too.  But imagine what it was like for me?  There I was doing research for an investigative piece on illegal activity on the Internet, like having your iPhone hijacked by a Ghost server, doggedly pursuing those leads that bolstered my story, carrying my phone everywhere with me.  And when I say … everywhere … that’s exactly what I mean.


So while I was doing research on the toilet.

It fell into the toilet.

I knew then.  This is serious.  ICU Critical.



The gods must really love me.

Because it’s dying slowly.

It’s waiting until I get to the mall,  Apple.

Where I can play with the geniuses.

At the Bar.


And convince them why it is critical I never be without a phone.



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