There are only 4 more weeks of summer vacation left for us. I can always tell when we get to this stage of the summer game because odd things start happening around here. It's all an effort by my children, particularly my sons, to entertain themselves. Call it boredom if you like, but they are laughing like hyenas.
The most recent cause of their hysterics? They are talking gibberish to Siri, my automated iphone friend. Siri, bless her microchip heart, is trying desperately to understand. They talk crazy sounds and she says something like, "I didn't quite get that." Or, "Would you like to search the web for: Don't hold Duberstein savage Ovencoun the public house in holy Palatina Manecke Hassebroak cockle complex Howell bookable?"
True story. I just copied it from my phone.
Here's another of her interpretations: "Enable Gliliam Earl Antloger Kilkee okey-dokey okey-dokey okey-dokey Coco Geico Geico gecko get me a code art."
Do you suppose my family will single handedly cause her to overheat and blow up?
