Tech-savvy Ascetic Prints

You're on mute

This is a 'text book' it's a bit like a website but printed on paper.

"Miss Rogers told me I have a personal 'cloud' to store knowledge in."

'The Lord spake to Moses? You mean voice mail?'

"Isn't there an app for this?"

"You are running low on cloud storage space. Please upgrade your account to continue."

'An encyclopedia? I don't know. Let's look up what it is on Wikipedia.'

'Beer brewery? No, I wanted the witches brew! Damn GPS.'

'Relax, dad, I haven't been in a classroom for months because all my college classes are online!'

"Yeah, I have a GPS, but I have no idea where 120 degrees longitude and 80 degrees latitude is."

"And the meaning of life is.... oh rats, the battery died."

"A virus ate my homework."

Messenger of the gods in the digital age.

S�ance "I'm through to your husbands voice-mail"

"I'm subcontracting math, spelling and geography to my smart phone."

'The batteries in my calculator just died. Good thing I kept the instructions on how to count on my fingers.'

'We have to move - they're putting in a cell phone tower up here.'

"The answers to the questions you seek could also be found on Google."

'My teacher said my penmanship has really improved since I started doing my homework on an inkjet printer.'

"The battle of Gettysburg? Uh. . . let me check my civil war app."

"We're in a dying industry, and you're just sitting there! Well, I'm going to do something about it-I'm starting a Web site."

'There's been an update. Instead of abracadabra, it's option/control key.'

'I got one of those new crystal ball smart watches.'

'When the school upgraded its operating system, for the third time, I upgraded my headache medicine from over-the-counter to prescription strength.'

'I wish Brother Gregory would spend less time surfing the 'net.''

'He says he's tried sending you tweets but his cell phones keep melting.'

"No textbooks. I'm strictly Web-fed."

'The meaning of life??? How the hell should I know? Try Google.'

'Guide us, oh Webmaster.'

'Why can't we just go to school.org?'

School boy uses 'Sats Nav' to navigate his way to exam room.

'Did you try 'Google'?'

"I sent his online bullying to my spam folder and his personal bullying to the Principal's folder!"

'I'd still be in a luxurious office instead of a smelly cave if I really knew the secret of keeping customers.'

"I didn’t need to tie his hands—I just entered it into his GPS. In three feet, the destination is below you."