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Fellow iPhoners,

For the first time in 9 months, I’m without an iphone in my pocket. It’s like I’ve had a limb amputated. I’ve never felt the void left by a missing object in my life like this before.

The iphone has developed a light spot on the upper right-hand portion of the screen, which was slowly beginning to creep downward, turning yellow-ish. That and the thing got super hot if I talked on the phone for more than a few minutes. It was hosed. The Applecare woman on the phone pretty much admitted as much.

It’s on its way to apple today….for probable replacement, from what I’ve read on the ‘net. SIM card removed, tucked in its little return box, and dropped in FedEx. Go iPhone, go.

The SIM card is now in my old Motorola RAZR. (itself replaced thrice). It feels like a little, tiny, practically useless device. A phone, and barely one at that. Just using the RAZR to make a call this morning was like stepping back YEARS in time, not months. So weird.

The iPhone is so much more than a phone. It has become my pocket link to all earthly knowledge. I could know, or learn, almost anything, anywhere. Now I have to spend a few days without the security of knowing that I can look up the birth date of Genghis Khan at the drop of a hat, or check email 100 times a day, or listen to my ipod when I can’t sleep, or watch the latest crap on YouTube, or find chinese food in Gretna. Wow. I’m an addict. Perhaps this is the best thing to ever happen to me. I’ll have to buy new magazines for the bathroom this weekend.

I only hope the iphone’s replacement lasts more than 9 months. Made in China. It makes me pine for “Made in Japan.”

Cherish your iphone. You love it more than you think you do. Seriously. Sadly.

Update

The iPhone came back home two days later… and Apple found nothing wrong with it. Apparently, they employ blind people to work in their Dallas repair facility, as they could not see the glaring bleached-out spot in the upper right hand corner of the screen. I guess I’ll take the phone to the Apple store in Baton Rouge and make sure that a sighted person actually looks at the phone.

My favorite “feature” of the film “No Country for Old Men” is the audio, or lack thereof.

Here’s a great article on the subject.

Death Proof

Men will love it for the women — and Kurt Russell.
Women will love it for the women — and Kurt Russeli!

Oh what a sick day!
Today, while recuperating from a night of Mylanta Misery, I rented Quentin Tarantino’s “Death Proof” on pay-per-view.

WOW! This is one cool movie.

I wanted to see this film as part of it’s original “Grindhouse” presentation in theaters, but being a dad and husband means the gritty films get put on the back-burner. Movie night at our house usually includes waiting until junior goes to sleep, and then it’s so late that we fall asleep during the movie, and never get around to finishing it. And forget about going to a theater.

The highlights of the film are many, but it breaks down to two core factors: The first half of the film is filled with Tarantino’s dialog. What a ride! The characters ooze coolness and you want to hang out with them. Then there’s a whole ‘nuther movie about a car chase, which is so well done, that you never want it to end. And when it finally does…bummer.

C’est la vie, Stunt Man Mike. I think I just found my mardi gras costume.

Some gift sites you may have never heard of, for the hard to buy for… or just the weirdo in your life. not me! just any old weirdo. thought they might come in handy for those “work-related” parties! Or those snooty people who never, EVER go to malls.

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Les Miles is a genius. He coached a banged-up second unit team into the national championship.

Sean Payton is a dunderhead. He turned a sure-win defensive triumph into a sure-loss offensive debacle without breaking a sweat.

I finally braved the many clicks to get this blog-world going. I usually have a lot of thoughts, some worth posting! I often forget them while listening to Styx’s magnificent “Pieces of Eight” or ELO’s “Out of the Blue” on my way home. I’m going to make it a point to try not to lose my thoughts in 70’s music any more, OK?

Cool.

Now that we have that out of the way, let’s get down to some serious blogging.