As I drove to work the other day, the radio presenter was waxing lyrical about the new Apple smartphone and it’s unlocked using a view of your face. I was perplexed in as much as my old droid phone had this a while back, how well does face recognition work when you’ve, ahem, two appearances? 🙂 Also, politicians, usually two-faced; how do they manage? 🙂
Sometimes, I wonder about reverse image searching or facial recognition. How hard is it to spot the connection between Richard & Lynn? One’s just a fancy outfit, slap and a wig from the other. But at the same time, I think if you worried about everything, you’d not do anything.
Anyhoo, I switched off the news and having been lucky enough to buy a new-to-me car, I can now listen to downloaded radio shows – or podcasts as the hepcats say, Daddio 🙂 – without A) having to faff about with wires, and B) when Google’s in a good mood, it’ll listen to my request.
As I drove along, I was struck by the thought that sometimes, things do get better. Sure, there’s the occasional pang of trans-based regret, but pushing that aside, I don’t do bad, all things considered. Sure, I’ve not had a raise in many a moon, but I have more choice over my work, and dare I say it, this last two years, I’ve enjoyed going to work. Okay, as much as having to get out of bed before 10am and put the hours in, but compared to other gigs, this one is just fine thank you.
Likewise with the car situation. My little car might not be the fastest, the most expensive, but it does what I need it to do: take me and Little Miss to school and back on a morning. Then, I pootle through the post-school run traffic down the ring road to work. I might queue a bit on the way back, but the podcasts keep me company, and the stop/start & automatic gears make for a comfy if a sometimes slow ride home. Still, it’s a lot better than taking the bus. What a faff that is. 🙂
Talking of good fortune, some of you over on Facebook were kind enough to wish me many happy returns. The Jones Massive celebrated with a particularly tasty curry at our local, and as the kids have got bigger (and hungrier), the bill was somewhat higher than expected. Still, it’s all good in the long swing of things.
My folks had bought me some booze and a voucher for TopMan. I had a look, but nothing really grabbed me online. But wait, aren’t TopMan part of the same group as Dorothy Perkins? Ten minutes later I’d found a pretty nice dress (in the sale too!) and a sheer Kimono top. I tapped the voucher code in and the Shopping Fates smiled.
Skip on a few days, and I even managed a quick try on when I was working from home on Thursday. It seems an age since I’ve worn such a pretty number and it did my spirits the world of good.
Clearly, I should work from home more often. 🙂