Bliss by Harry Bliss for June 29, 2021

And the neighborhood looks a bit sketchy. Hope he doesn’t regret it?

How are you going to pass the time on the bus?

Dude, you’re living on the edge!!!

He’ll have a panic attack before he’s gone two blocks.

Wow, what a feeling!

Oh no! He may (actually) see and hear things going on around him.

The very first corner, I’d be running back to my flat, for my phone… Never more than a couple of metres from it…

Got to admit, after living fifty years without one, I do feel a twinge of insecurity leaving the house without it these days.

It’s like leaving your keys and wallet at home. No phone booth could ever help with that.

Strange how we get brainwashed in certain ways . I think it was in the movie “Easy Rider” that a watch is thrown away at the beginning of the movie …..

And then he runs into a situation where he’s going to need that phone!

ah! must be a young plugger

He’ll be able to make a Thoreau assessment of his life. Simple.

But he’s still got his watch with a data plan.

Wish I could tell all my friends, right now… Oh.

Brave…or very, very foolish.

A man without a leash.

Every once in a while I reflect on my youth when we would take off on trips with no way of communicating … and never gave it a 2nd thought. Altho… there were a few times when I was stuck in the middle of nowhere and really wished I did have a way of calling for help.

Mr. Bliss, I like your choice of colors.

I do it all the time…

For my taste, the last four words sort of kill the joke.

Must be under 40.

And smug…

A friend of mine fell in his backyard and ended up with a compound fracture of his ankle. He was home alone and didn’t have his phone. He crawled across his yard, into his house and into his bedroom where there was a phone low enough to reach. He said he passed out from pain several times and made a mess of his carpeting. This long story is to explain why I try to remember to carry my phone whenever I leave the house.

Or you suffer from early-onset Alzheimer’s.

Welcome to X, Y, and Z generations, possibly the end of humankind.

My work requires a phone, driving around all day. When I get home and walk the dogs, I’ll often make a point of NOT having one with me.

/Then I fret about what happens if I fall and break a hip on the little trail through the woods.

These dogs aint Lassie.