Lethargy

Two Blippers and two non-Blippers are sitting in a garden.
The non-Blipper says to the Blippers: 'Look, such an amazing sky!'
Blippers nod, say 'uh-huh' and take a sip of their wine.
Non-Blipper: 'Shouldn't you get your cameras out?'
Blippers shrug.
Non-Blipper: 'You call yourselves Blippers?'
Blippers shrug again, take another sip. One reluctantly takes out iPhone, shoots the sky and is actually pleased with the result. Although that's merely the merit of Mother Nature.

And all this on my first faux-Blipbirthday. There aren't 365 Blips on my counter yet, but that's because I've become much more of a fair-weather-Blipper. Or, in this case, waiting-for-all-hell-to-break-loose-Blipper.