Modern day Game of "Telephone"

Perhaps you remember playing the game Telephone? The memory of that game sticks in my head like a ringing bell of laughter and enlightenment. I'm still not sure which part pleases me more. Okay... perhaps I do, but I LOVE to laugh!

I was sitting around a large campfire on Catalina Island. The stars sparkled and the trees glowed with an orangy iridescent red-yellow aura from the combined lights of flame and cities miles off.  It felt magic, as though I knew I would remember this moment for years to come. 

Our group had started with seven, but quickly grew to twelve or more as peals of laughter filled the air, enticing others to become a part of this history in the making.  The game begins as one person forms a short sentence in their mind and whispers it into the ear of the person to their right.  The rule is to be as clear as possible, but you can only say it once.  Once heard, that person then repeats the process until the last person listens, and shares out loud what they heard.  Sometimes the incongruity of the sentence repeated is funny enough, but when it is compared to the original, the ridiculousness in the comparison can be nothing short of hysterical.  When “My mother likes to ride her horse” came back as “Ronald Regan has a blue and purple purse”… I was beside myself.  

 Today I played a similar, although modern day version, of the game.

Have you ever cleaned house in your underwear or just walked around naked when no one is home?  It is such a liberating feeling, that if you have not, I suggest you do.  Several friends of mine understand this and even my own mother has admitted to as much. 

But the liberation is not complete when you fear being discovered. So, sending a text message through Siri (a voice operated dictation device on the iPhone), I was shocked and then so tickled as I read:

coming home?  I paid to be

running around naked

and get surprised.

Not only had Siri interpreted me incorrectly, the meaning was exactly opposite of my intent!   What I had said was “I’d hate to be running around naked and get surprised.”!!!

Ah Siri… between you and autocorrect I can get myself in all kinds of trouble.... and I like it!

Even so, the memory reminds me that information has its own way of living and breathing through each of us… even the circuitry of technology.

Victoria Crystal

living the SimpleSexy life of Power and Beauty