When the stalemate ended and I finally re-charged my dumbphone, I found myself returning to the same routine. Someone would pull out her phone, and I would too. She would cycle through Twitter, emails, Facebook, or whatever else… and I would repeatedly open and exit my no-name GoPhone’s menu.
I caught myself doing this, remarked to my friend “look at my Pavlovian response!” and yet the next time her phone came out, mine did too. The motion is completely automatic, and it seems to not matter that there’s absolutely nothing to be done on my phone — it’s the button presses and screen flicker that pacify.
Flapjack (or pancake) devilfish (or octopus) are rarely seen swimming in open water, preferring to flatten themselves on the bottom, when the reason for their name becomes apparent.
It looks like an octopus bunny!
Wahrlich: Ein Tintenfischhase!
After winning the lottery, Shawn’s first purchase was a human slave to vacuum his coat for hours on end.
John Cleese on Creativity