Thanks to Sara & Mike, I now have a brand “new-for-me” phone. Seems my old phone went a little haywire on me one night. I was putting something in my coat pocket and I heard a strange “bzzzzzzzzzzzzz”. I looked in the pocket and there was my phone, lit up in all its glory, with a strange constant buzzing sound, vibrating hard enough to jingle my keys in the same pocket. I looked at the fron of it and it bore a strange resemblance to some sort of 21st century avant-garde struggling NY city artist’s latest canvas creation. It was bizarre.

As we were on our way to Canton for a wedding the next morning, we decided to stop of at the Verizon store, where the nice technician told me after inspecting the phone that it had been exposed to “a significant amount of moisture” and that the warranty was void. NICE. I wanted to know if having it out in the cold and then bringing back inside would do that… like consdensation. He politely told me that it was a “large” amount, like water, soda or beer. Beer, huh? In my coat pocket? If I could make that happen, I’d never leave the house again — or at least not pay for a pint at the local “establishment”.

So now I’m out a phone. It’s ONLY $149 for a new one. Yippee. Then he asks if I have any friends with a Verizon phone because it’s free to activate a new phone on your account… enter Sara & Mike. Immense thanks for your contribution to this blogger’s cache of technology. Your iPhone is my gain. Gracias.

In light of all this, and if you’re reading my post — PLEASE call me! I need your digits! And if you can’t/won’t/don’t call, at least please Email them to me. But don’t comment on this blog and leave your numbers. I wouldn’t want to share them with the world (or at least the 3 people who might read this blog).

Peace out.