Rosie Sorenson

Ring, Ring. San Francisco apartment. 7:00 a.m. Dave, an unemployed accountant, yawns and picks up his cell phone from the nightstand. “Hello, Dave, this is your Smart Phone calling.” “What?” says Dave. “Who is this?”   “No, really, this is your Smart Phone.”

I was going to write something funny today about the meaning of life, or about the Middle Eastern Meltdown, or about my lack of a cosmetic surgery fund, but then I accidentally tuned into “Philosophy Talk.” Philosophy Talk is an entertaining public radio show featuring John Perry and Ken Taylor, both Stanford University philosophy professors. [...]

I don’t know why people are so worried about the economy these days. Why, after scoffing at my New Age friends for saying things like “Trust in the Universe, it will provide” and for their insistence that I read the bestseller The Secret and watch the accompanying video, I now have more money than I [...]

Mark Zuckerberg, founder of Facebook, owes us an apology. By “us,” I mean the entire friggin’ universe. How so, you ask? Well, for starters, he should apologize for lulling us into a trance of connecting more and more about less and less. He should apologize for creating all the bits and bytes that allow us [...]

I finally have something in common with Julia Roberts, Renee Zellweger, and Paula Abdul. I, too, now have a stalker! My stalker is of Asian descent, an uber-stealthy blonde with dark highlights. She’s unafraid, unabashed, unashamed. For those of you who’ve not yet made her acquaintance, you might look at her and think Siamese cat. [...]