Your gizmos, or your life? … Mark Morford’s made up his mind. Can I have a little more time to answer the question, please?
And you can wrap up your ego all you like in the vagaries of technology and gizmo garbage but what it really comes down to is how well you can stir-fry some leftover bok-choy for dinner and dance the tango naked and suck the toes of your lover; and I don’t care how many damnable gizmos and sleek portables and wireless stroketoys you’ve got dangling from your hip, if you can’t give a decent massage or quote from an exquisite poem or appreciate a cheap bottle of scruffy chianti while admiring your S.O. as she does the dishes in her inside-out DKNY thong you don’t really have anything.