My daughter plays college soccer, and was explaining to me and her mother the other day how she and her teammates take notes during film weekly film sessions with the coaches.
“We each have notebooks,” she explained.
“Electric notebooks?” I heard myself ask.
(Calling to mind, of course, my father’s invented addition to the Tom Swift science fiction series, from the early 20th century: Tom Swift and His Electric Grandmother.)
My God, are the mists beginning to gather around me already?