Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Wow - I immediately went to my phone and turned Location Services to Off.
ReplyDeleteLynn -- Okay, now if you get lost in the woods, be sure to turn it back on. Wasn't that scary?
ReplyDeleteOur eye doctor actually prescribed reading glasses for Ron. He buys them at the dollar store and they last a long time, then he just buys another pair. He would never wear zebra.
I can't figure out how to turn location services on so I think I'm safe. Also If I post from my phone I'll simply make sure I'm in the pic and that should take care of anyone wanting to find me.
ReplyDeleteCliff -- And it doesn't break the camera in the phone?
ReplyDeleteThanks for that info...so scary.
ReplyDeleteI knew about the GPS thing when they first came out-
ReplyDeleteI'm sure everyone's cell info is tracked anyhow, n the info sold to those who want researcg stats for businesses-