Life of Wry

New thing for our little family and such a sign of the times — tech-wise, society-wise and global pandemic-wise.

Our check in last night (wish it was a regular event, it isn’t, but we do manage about once a week) started as a phone call, which morphed into a Facetime call so Peter could show us something, then I decided to ramp up to Zoom.. mostly because Jim hadn’t sat in on a Zoom call yet and, well, why not? I’ve participated in countless Zoom calls at this point (though, of course, I am counting them), but had never set one up myself… so as Peter was describing a lab experiment, I was setting up the call on another channel, so to speak, then, this happened!

There is some kind of fluid in that contraption that, as the video progresses, will begin to form waves (he’s taking a wave engineering course of some sort). It was so very, very cool to be able to not only talk, but have Peter show us stuff. It kind of amazed me, too, that we went right into the substance of the experiment within seconds of arriving to the Zoom platform.. like, well, yeah, of course. Didn’t miss a beat.

But soon we moved on to a story that Jim shared. It’s the one where the man walks into Sutter Hospital last week, says he’s there to pick up the covid-19 sample, the staff hands it right over and thinks nothing of this odd little exchange…until they see him riding away on a bike. (TRUE STORY!) (The poor fellow has mental illness issues, but the staff sure doesn’t.)

That was pretty funny. And when Jim thinks something is funny, and begins laughing, we ALL laugh because it’s just so hilarious to see Jim laugh that hard..

I love my family.

And now we Zoom.