If there’s such a thing as a cosmic comeback, I received one from Steve Jobs in response to last week’s blog. Struggling with an armful of items to go downstairs, I laid my iPhone on the top of a full shopping bag destined for the trash. Then, as it is often known to do, my mind scurried in a million directions while I walked directly to the garage and deposited said bag in the trashcan. Thirty minutes later while searching for the phone, 

After reading Steve Jobs’ biography and watching a subsequent documentary, I can’t imagine there is anything in the recently released movie that might compel me to watch it. No one can argue that the man was a genius in many ways, and being a devout Apple convert, I appreciate the way he simplified computing for the masses. Still, he was also a fallible human being like the rest of us. Yet people venerate him. 

I received an unusual email Thursday from a complete stranger who found my book, I Don’t Buy Green Bananas, on Amazon.  I laughed out loud as I read, “I was happy to find positive results to my Google search ‘is Joanie Butman still alive?’" “Not as happy as I am!” was my immediate thought. It made me think of the time I was illustrating how Google works to my dad. I input his name and the top result was an obituary from the prior year. With feigned sadness, I informed him that he had died last October.