Tag Archives: Harold

Communicating By Voice

Posted on October 30, 2011 by Meg

Harold recently switched to an iPhone, because he really wanted to get Siri, the voice-activated assistant. He set it all up, and then showed me how well the voice commands and speech recognition work by sending me a voice-activated text … Continue reading →

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Squad Eli

Posted on October 24, 2011 by Meg

I’m at a pub with some friends, when I find myself chatting with a girl near me about sparkly vampires. She shares my views that the Twilight leads showed up to film so they wouldn’t get cut slips, while the … Continue reading →

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Best Men

Posted on October 8, 2011 by Meg

I mostly know Hugo’s best man, Samir, through stories of their drunken antics from the year that Hugo and Stick were roommates, and I lived in Yantai, China. So I’ve heard secondhand about the time Samir locked himself in the … Continue reading →

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The Age of All-Nighters

Posted on October 3, 2011 by Meg

The editors of InTheSnake wrote me to let me know they’re taking  my flash fiction submission for their October issue! I’m completely thrilled. After I told Twitter, I had to come up with a short summary of the piece for … Continue reading →

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Why Harold Hates People

Posted on September 23, 2011 by Meg

Hipster Barista Girl: So, do you, like, work for the space program? Harold: No. This is a Starfleet shirt.

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Go, Go, Godzilla!

Posted on September 19, 2011 by Meg

Go, go, Godzilla!, by Simpson’s Paradox When I checked in at the Empire State Building, SCVNGR challenged me to snap a photo of Godzilla attacking. So I grabbed Godzilla from Harold’s desk and set him up with a tourist-y postcard.

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Lady Pop Pop

Posted on September 15, 2011 by Meg

Meg:  I’m turning on my Lady Pop Pop* — tell me if it gets annoying, ok? Harold:  I am putting on my headphones anyway listening to man music I thought for sure that would get a reaction Meg:  I’m sorry, … Continue reading →

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Harold and Star Trek

Posted on September 1, 2011 by Meg

Harold and I are walking down the street when he spots a Star Trek book on a bottom shelf of a crowded bookshelf, in the window of a closed store. He was talking, but he cuts off midsentence to drop … Continue reading →

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Acts of Stunning Maturity

Posted on August 16, 2011 by Meg

Next Island moved to a new office today, and my first act of stunning maturity was to call Harold’s desk from my desk to tell him I have a phone now. (I am not entirely sure why he puts up … Continue reading →

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Further Uses For SCVNGR

Posted on July 27, 2011 by Meg

“Have you noticed that by the time we sit down in a restaurant, you’re always starving?” I asked Harold. “I point this out only because I thought if I didn’t order quickly enough, you might stab me, and also, the … Continue reading →

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