“I should be content
to
look at a mountain
for what it is
and not as a comment on my life.” – David
Ignatow
No
surprise that the forecast in Portland for our entire time here is, “”100%
chance of rain.” (Being
a weatherperson in Portland is really a pretty easy job!) Lots of indoor time
until we need to invent errands to get out of the house. So on Thanksgiving
Day, we definitely needed another brand of beer and more stuffing just in case,
yes? Out to the car and as she got in, my daughter dropped her phone in a
puddle. Oops. Not happy.
But
it seemed to work okay until later that night, it didn’t. I remembered some
urban legend about the rice cure that turns out to be true. Put the phone in a
bowl and cover it with uncooked white rice and leave it overnight. The rice
slowly absorbs the moisture and all the communication channels once again open.
And guess what? It worked!
And
so to the quote above. I should leave this “Hints from Heloise” tip alone, but
I’m always making things like this do double-duty. Like how all the unshed
tears and ungrieved grief in this country's history has waterlogged our circuits, stopped
the signals between us from being clear and effective. So we are the collective grains of rice that
need to absorb that moisture and get things moving again.
Or
something like that. Meanwhile, if you drop your device in the water, now you
know what to do.
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