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Tuesday, June 4, 2024

March to Caroline from Irene - Mochii Donut


 Here we have two bluebirds of happiness. Ironically, the morning Far Side cartoon this morning was the one where a person was just waking up and was finding the Chicken of Depression on his windowsill. Does anyone even mention the bluebird of happiness anymore. Lucky for all of us I am not going to do a search. I do not have an add-on today and I do not want to fill this up with idle chit-chat - so we will keep it short and sweet.

Full disclosure - my *system* for pre-writing these posts is glitchy. 

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Real time add-on - I have temporarily relocated to Chicago for the last week of school and then I will fly back to Iowa with the grandkids for our fifth year of *NannaCamp.* I was somewhat concerned when I flew in and landed at O'Hare and had forgotten to bring a snack for the Uber portion of the trip. All of the food options are now self checkout with screens - and you have to know how to interface with machines and while they look like machines/computers/touchscreens - they are actually aliens from other planets and they are here to weed out the old people - because no matter what buttons we push - things don't work. It started with the gas pumps and now they are everywhere - aliens that look like machines with buttons and nothing works. Each one works at confusing the transaction so that the old person will just go home and stay there. So, I quieted my stomach with a big drink of water and forged ahead.

Day two. Granddaughter and Nanna decide to stay home instead of going to grandson's baseball game. Then we decided to go to the new shop just around the corner, Mochii Donut. They have beverages with something called boba - I think. You guessed it - DIY ordering. Oh, no, says Nanna. Alex (age 10) assures me that it is easy - and we'll be fine. She wants a smoothie without milk. Well - that's not computing. Nanna finally looks up on the big board - instead of following Alex as she randomly punches all the options on the alien/ordering device. Nanna spots something called a non-alcoholic mojito. That looks like a smoothie without milk. 

Good news - it is exactly what Alex has been looking for - bad news - it is literally around the corner from her house and now her parents will have to manage requests for trips to Mochi Donut. Good news - Alex and Nanna figured out how to pay at the DIY alien-posing-as-an-ordering-and-paying-device. The alien saw a young person and knew how to lure her into *the future.* 


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