It’s amazing! My iPhone can do just about anything.
That’s what I learned when our newspaper published an item about all the applications — apps for tech savvy folks — available at the App Store. Believe it or not, there are 25,000 apps — just saying apps makes me feel like a techie — that can make my iPhone even smarter, and hopefully, me too.
I have 19 apps. There’s Calendar, YouTube, Safari, Photos and Maps, to name a few.
I’ve seen the small App Store icon on the face of my iPhone. But since I’m still entering all my contacts into my address book, it seems a bit premature to go shopping, although for a woman it’s a bit tempting.
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According to the article, there are applications that can help me cook, find my car, and even keep track of the calories I’m consuming. In view of the fact that I ate Easter dinner at the Krispy Kremes bakery in Spokane, I’m glad I don’t have that app.
But someone who has practically every app available on his iPhone is my son-in-law, Elliott.
Occasionally, he actually talks on this multi-purpose gadget. But the rest of the time he’s intrigued with all the different ways to entertain himself.
He found a new diversion this past weekend.
“Look at this,” Elliott said breathlessly as he approached me with his iPhone. “This is amazing!”
I looked up from my iPhone contact list and watched as he placed the iPhone on his wrist. There, illuminated on the face of his iPhone, was an X-ray of his wrist bones, and then the skeletal image of his hand as the phone slid to his fingertips.
“Wow! That’s incredible!” I exclaimed as he demonstrated once again. “You need to do that on your father-in-law’s hand. He thinks he broke his finger a while back!”
Elliott’s solemn pursed lips exploded into hysterical laughter, while tears escaped from the corner of his eyes. If I could have fled the scene, I would have run, too. He’d managed to play a huge prank on his mother-in-law.
The not so amazing part was it worked.
How could I have not questioned the need for a protective lead apron? Better yet, how about the need for a psychiatrist — for me AND for Elliott who has the guts to tease a mother-in-law?
If I search, I’m sure there’s an app for a shrink on my iPhone. It’s probably right next to the app called Gullible.