‘Lo, all. Having a little publishing issue since I’m updating my version of Mambo. If the Links start playing musical Chairs Please forgive.
Anyway, I have once and for all lost my cell phone. Sometime between leaving my Mom’s house Saturday and arriving at my apartment 10 minutes later, it was lost to the ages- (or possible some homeless person who picked it up in the parking lot, who knows?) Me and Cellphone, we didn’t really get along. It wasn’t that I disliked Cellphone- he had a nice Raiders of the Lost Ark ringtone, but was otherwise unimpressive. On many occasions I have misplaced him, left him at friends’ houses, in my car, at work, whatever. I never kept him charged and I’m not all that into the ‘cell phone’ clique. Perhaps it is odd, being the tech-fan that I am, but I don’t really feel compelled to take pictures, check my email or listen to MP3s with Cellphone. I have several computers for that. Sorry, Cellphone.
To be perfectly honest, I don’t even really like using it that much- who in their right mind wants to be traceble 24/7? I leave it turned off while I’m at work, because I have a work phone, and my IM clients and my email if you want to talk to me at work. I feel odd talking on the cell phone when a real phone is sitting nearby. I never really buy many minutes, so most of the people that do call me get instructed to dial after 9pm when I’m on the Night and Weekends minutes. That’s probably kinda annoying, but not the point. The point is people got along perfectly well before cellphones. In fact the whole instant media/communication thing is probably going to end up tracable to the end of the world. It’s created this ’social’ atmosphere without the bothersome hinderance of actually BEING social, thus perpetuating a decay in all human social interactions.
But whatever. I’ll have to ge t a new phone eventually, since it’s hard to exist without a phone number. I guess I just want to express my hope that phone booths will make a comeback- like say after some sort of nuclear holo- well, I probably shouldn’t finish that sentence.
Dammit, now I’m going to have to pay for that Raiders ringtone again.