Max: Summer is weird. You talk to people every day at school and then not at all for a while.
Phoebe: I am RIGHT HERE.
Max: Shhh! I'm texting you.
Sadly true.In the ’50s we only had to deal with giant ants and Martians attacking in the movies and “Commies under the bed”. Now, we have been turned into noncommunicative zombies. Ugh!