The answers my friends- are blowin’in the wind….

I had the pleasure of having the SIM card on my cell phone die this weekend- taking all of my near and dear’s numbers with it…. GRRRR technology.  Upon entering the Cingular store at the mall I had a very similar experience to Jenkins in that it was impossible to find a phone that was just a phone… Given that the technology in my current phone couldn’t be trusted to reliably store just my phone numbers why would I entrust pictures, songs and various other media to it as well- only to lose it all when the next SIM card went.  While I can acknowledge that at 2 years old my phone was quite rightly a dinosaur- at the same time I was overwhelmed by choice and what a difference 730 days makes… As I wondered along the display of steel gray, graphics flashing phones my eyes glazed over and I ended up going with the 30 dollar choice- just to free myself from gadget hell.  It never ceases to amaze me- we still can’t cure cancer- but we can play deer hunter on our cell phones… Hummm…