On a light note

My last post was pretty personal to say the least. Like many things, I thought it was a good idea at the time mostly because I did not think and just wrote from my heart. Generally, I discourage myself from expressing emotion in the first person. However, I am more likely to write from the heart than talk from the heart.

"Sometimes force of will is enough."--This is not a quote, at least not an attributable one. It makes sense, though. Sometimes the person who wins or succeeds is not the most gifted but the most stubborn or persistent.

Now for something completely different...

Why must everything be so immediate? By everything I mean my new cellular/mobile phone. Recently, I bought a new phone. This phone has a qwerty keyboard. Initially, I was resistant to text messaging. Then I had a wonderful revelation. If I send people text messages then I do not have to talk on the phone. This is great, dare I say fantastic. I love my new phone. I can send and read text message tomes.

An aside: I was in line at the public library and the person next to me used the word nonplussed in a conversation with her pre-teen daughter. Super cool.

I love my phone even though for the first few times someone called me I could not figure out how to answer the phone. It took me two days to figure out the shift key on my phone. Yesterday, I figured out that the usability specialists at the phone manufacturer thought it would be a great idea to make connecting the web as easy as a touch of directional button. Cost of web access $2 per megabyte. So, yesterday I pulled my phone out its case to see that I had been connected to the web for 17 minutes. Aaaagggghhhh!

I will now describe that moment.
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Getting out of his car at home, he hears a funny chirping noise. He is puzzled. He searches for the source of the chirp. He realizes that it is his phone. He pulls out his phone and sees the web connection time. Upon seeing the connected time, he not so calmly hits the disconnect button. While disconnecting he utters a string of expletives. Many of his utterances start with "son of ..." and "what the...".
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Upon my realization, I spent the next 20 minutes, postponing dinner mind you, figuring out how to reprogram the directional keys on my phone. Then, I spent the next 24 hours wondering what kind of sadistic, insidious individual makes one of the few things for which you cannot get a plan activated at the touch of a button.

May a mildly uncomfortable pox that has no lasting detrimental effects fall on that person's house.

Thank you everyone who responded to my last post whether with a comment or a personal message. You are my friends and since I have a hard time keeping friends and I am still working that out, please know this. I care deeply for my friends (you) and your friendship means more to me than I can ever express verbally or face to face. Now openness and heartfelt sentiments can be ended.