December 02, 2003

Man I got one of these and it was styyylin', you know I was all like clikclikclik with the groovy camera and like gabgabgab on the phone and like, uh, whatever noise you make when you're on the Internet wirelessly. But the gizmo was also going clikclikclik all by itself, as though I was poking at its touchscreen with my stylus, which I wasn't.

And so after about 24 hours of ownership, zoomzoomzoom off it went in the FedEx truck back to wherever it came from, because it was busted. DEFECTIVE. Which, for a brand-new expensive silver Device O' Technological Convergence, is pretty dismal.

But the folks at Verizon were up to the task, and a new unit is winging its way towards me.

For many years I have resisted the cellular urge. But gradually, as I began to spend more time on the road, I borrowed Pea's cell phone for emergencies, and that morphed into a morning call to home from the ferry, and an evening call to home from the train, and then she decided to get a new phone, and then zot! they had me. Why spend $100 plus $30 a month on a phone that's just, you know, a phone, when I can spend $600 plus $80 a month on a phone that is also a PDA, a camera, a web-browser, opens wine bottles at the touch of a button and makes a smashing paperweight?

So, after a single day of being among the Cellular, I now wait nervously...I should be cruising the web from my couch...making a phone call...entering new contacts...calibrating my touchscreen, charging my battery, and taking random photos of the cat! Where is it? Where is it?!?!? We neeeds it, we do, give it to uss!

Pardon me.

As you may have gathered, I've got nothing to say today. But, that's what you're paying for, right? Right.