Miles and I made walkie talkies today. He’s getting way into helping, which means I need to find a way for him to contribute to just about every home project. And he’s been getting curious about the vice in the garage, which led to cutting and hammering and sanding opportunities. Which lead to this pair of dynamite phones.
He signed up for the basic plan, which is fine for starters, and very affordable, though coverage was lousy – 30′ max range before he started breaking up. Can you hear me now?
“Hello, Porridge?” “Miles, who is Porridge?” “Porridge is another name for God.”