She rinses black beans and pauses to watch them glisten in the strainer. Before opening the can, she had fished the tail end of a red onion off the fridge door, found it still firm, and, twack, enjoyed the crunch of her knife cutting the crisp pulp into a satisfying dice. Oil, a splash of lemon juice, a pinch of herbs, salt, pepper, a grabbed fork, whoosh, she settles into the soft chair by the window to eat her lunch. She never takes calm, clear moments like this for granted—times when she gets to savor the simple wonderfulness of life. In between bites of lemony bean salad, she looks around the room at clear, dust-free surfaces. But it’s not always like this. She’s just crawled out of a busy phase. This morning, she restored order to her house. Each tasty bite now feels like celebration. Yesterday, every surface — tables, bureaus, and counters — overflowed with debris. Weeks ago, mail piles had begun innocently enough - an envelope here, another stack over there. Weeks later, they’...
The Palmville Globe Volume 2 Number 18 Man Becomes A Two Phone Operator Joe McDonnell, 79 and a resident of Palmville Twp, Minnesota, recently acquired a new smartphone which proved problematical. "A friend recently acquired a new phone which she disliked," McDonnell tells reporters. "The phone was offered to me at a low price and the money I payed was donated to a dog shelter. My friend loved dogs. I had my phone number switched to the new phone and that worked fine, but I couldn't move my apps, pictures, etc. to the new phone until I deleted my friend's apps and pictures from her phone. To do that I needed her phone ID which could not be located. Paperwork was sent to the phone's maker and while I wait for the ID to be sent, I'm operating with two phones, one as a phone and the other as everything else." McDonnell says he feels like one of those business tycoons who were always portrayed talking into two phones at once. "Or like a secre...