Subscribepick up my phone and dictate the quotes to Spinvox (which after a shaky start seems to have grasped my dodgy accent)
Not quite:
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“Hi. I’m just talking with Jesser(?) from Book Slot about Twitter and how it’s evolved and I’ve suddenly started thinking about the transition from silent movies to talking movies. So I need to collect some old staminoly(?) pictures I guess. Cool.”- spoken through SpinVox.
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Not too shabby considering I was on the top deck of a moving London bus. Jesser(?) is of course Jessa from Bookslut (as opposed to Book Slot) who I was explaining Spinvox to.
Being someone who makes up words all the time I like that Spinvox occasionally spits something at me Burroughs style.
Staminoly is fucking fantastic.
I was of course referring to these guys:
That’s another fine mess you’ve gotten me into, Spinvox…
I was going to try the Tardis trick and talk about Beach Recondition Software and see if Spinvox thought I was talking Celtic.
It’s going to have such fun with my vague cockney / Thames estuary accent