Fast forward to Wednesday when I'm browsing the New Yorker (online and during a lunch break, because time for newspaper weekend indulgences are long gone).
While I'm browsing they offer to perform an impromptu gig, leading us into a back room where turtle shells, bowls of water, conches, gourds, pebbles and bones are laid out on the floor before large drums.
What we're most excited about is the solo connectivity, so as I'm browsing through things to play, I've always got information about what my friends have done on that event to encourage me to get involved.
If I'm browsing the Web or reading text, the warmer backlight color doesn't bother me - it reminds me of the sepia setting I use for iBooks on my iPad.
(I rely on it heavily; I especially like being able to take photographs of small bits of text encountered in print – such as a passage in a newspaper or in a book I'm browsing at a friend's house – which are then automatically uploaded to Evernote for later perusal).
"It's hard to say, I'm browsing, after someone spends time with you in a gallery and tells you 'I'll put it under a light for you' and sets you up in a little room and brings you a cup of coffee".
