I had a dream last night and it was a doozy. I was sitting in a room surrounding by electronic gadgets. Some of them I recognized, like my iPhone and and iPod, but some I didn’t. All I could hear was the eerie sound of voices crying out ”Charge me, charge me.” And all I could see was hundreds, nay, thousands of chargers lying against the wall, each with sharp teeth showing, waiting to bite my hand off if I tried to grab them.
Okay, like I said it was a wacky dream, but I get what my subconscious was telling me - enough already with a charger for each and every single electronic device I've got. It would have been nice if my subconscious could have offered a solution, but I guess it expects my conscious mind to take up the slack. Which I can do - because I’ve got the IDAPT here and ready to boogie.