So Today I Bought an iPhone.

I have nothing else to tell you. That’s it:  the weekend, which needed to be about so very, very many things, including sorting all the shit from my desk, and clearing out the sewing studio, and mending some stuff, and working on some projects, and learning how to use my new little camera, and, and, and—it has, instead, been about Finding a New Phone.
When I do something like this, here’s how it goes:  I do some base research, online, to find out what’s out there. Then I go various places and look at things In Real Life. Then I ask friends what their experience has been. Then I post to Facebook, Twitter, whatever (which was colossally unhelpful this time around, let me tell you). Then I compile and compare the information. Then I kind of wait and see what hits me. Then I Know.
I’ve talked to a ton of people in the last couple weeks. I’ve talked to people who adored the Blackberry and people who (overwhelmingly) love their iPhone (never mind that they think AT&T Sucks the Big Winkie. I wanted to go with CREDO, which supports all the things I believe in).
But, in the end, I fell in love with the iPhone’s browser. Never mind that Jason and Nacho were the salespeople—Nacho is the coolest geek guy ever on the planet, and Jason is no slouch, plus he lives right around the corner. So.
I have a new iPhone 3Gs. And that is ALL I can tell you about it. I bought it, we ran errands, I came home, we went to the concert at the museum, I talked to Bob and Jean, two iPhone Guys—Guys around my age who have them and love them and know a whole shitload of useful stuff. And so while we’re there, talking, with them giving me advice and stuff, one’s texting me (omigod! don’t!  I don’t have texting in my package!  Plus I Don’t Text~) and the other one’s taking iPhotos and e-mailing them to me. And I don’t even have my e-mail set up yet.
Gahhhhhhh.
So I have a new ISP, and  new camera, and a new phone. And I’ve just signed up for Twitter. And so I’ve got all this shit I need to learn, but I’ve got a book coming out and stuff to do and deadlines and projects and WHERE IS THE TIME????
E, whizzu. I’m exhausted. I talked to half a dozen Phone Geeks today, and I talked to the woman who makes the bread we buy at the Farmers’ Market, and we listened to fabulous live jazz, and I did a video and nearly wet myself with joy at doing this from my phone. But since I haven’t had time to set up an e-mail account or upload a YouTube app, I can’t show you that. I can’t show you anything, frankly, and I have a ton of stuff to do and less than 48 hours to get it done before we leave for New Orleans.
I can show you this, since it came from Bob’s iPhone to the computer and requires nothing of me. This is me with the new phone at the concert at the museum:

Oy. That’s all I can say:  Oy.