Yesterday, I found this in a Brookstone catalogue, proving that junk mail is indeed sometimes useful to glance through before recycling:
I have recently decided that I will be getting an iPhone next month. One of my last lingering fears is the loss of my real, tactile qwerty keyboard on my beloved Blackberry (the downfall of Bb software has hit me hard—WHY, RIM, WHY?). This case is like the gateway drug for me. I don’t plan on getting it, but just knowing that it’s there in case I need it will keep me from hyperventilating. And who knows, maybe I WILL get it. You don’t know my life!
Yes, all, it’s true. The new iPhone will mine. It’s odd—I’ve never before had “the latest thing”, in fact to this day I still don’t have an iPod, and I never did get that GameBoy I always wanted when I was growing up. But, thanks to pal Walter Elly, I realized that I can have an iPhone for the exact price (okay, like $5/month more) I’m currently paying for my Blackberry, which is fairly useless. I was all so excited about putting a data plan back on my phone after having a lobotomized smart phone for 6 months, and after reinstalling the key apps, etc., I was more disappointed than I thought possible at the decline of the Blackberry software during those months when I was blissfully ignorant of all things app, having just a talk-and-text phone. I might as well have had THIS again:
Remember those? I’m not entirely sure that’s the exact one, but I just spent about half an hour searching “those sliver flip phones everyone had back in 1999-2000,” and that’s the closest I came up with. PLEASE comment if you know which ones I’m talking about. When I think about it, I hear the Fur Elise ringtone in my head.
It was an incredibly productive Saturday yesterday. I got a massive chunk of my Christmas cards done:
It was a fun (*sic*(do people use “*sic*” anymore? It’s the closest thing I know to conveying sarcasm in text…)) mix of address book/Facebook messages/emails/Christmas card spreadsheet/Google Contacts/Blackberry contacts searches to determine the most current address for everyone on my list. I find it particularly daunting since many on my list are in the military, were college friends, or are just my age and for any combination of those or other reasons, tend to move around a lot. But it’s a yearly tradition I love, because I have moved around quite a bit myself and I LOVE sending people mail and keeping in touch with friends of yore; in my busy life, I sometimes need a big yearly missive to keep me in touch with some.
My computer served as a search tool, Christmas tune player, Elf player (I love that movie), address update inquirer, etc. I tried to update all of my various contacts lists every time I updated an address or confirmed its validity, and am now noting the year of confirmation, lest I happen upon an older address somewhere that sends me scrambling again for certainty in this transient world.
Finally, you’ll note in the image above the Andy Williams record case on display behind the little christmas tree. Would that I could play that record constantly each December. Through a mix-up, however, the record itself was long ago lost. On a Goodwill run this morning, however, I searched through a stack of records and found TWO COPIES of the Andy Williams “Merry Christmas” record! Wow! Now all I need is the red-cased one, “The Andy Williams Christmas Album” and I’ll be all set! Of course, I also need a record player… but at least I can look at them!
Isn’t it crazy how the covers are cropped differently? WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!
In any case, Merry Christmas!
