Yes, Blame Mom

I mean no disrespect to you Apple people, but the way they keep making you jump through hoops is kind of fun to watch. The new iPhone, when is it coming out, what should you do with your old phone... I'm always sadly behind the times but it's kind of a nice place to be.

I learned to text, like, two or three years ago and it was on a Walmart prepaid phone. Then I bought a BlackBerry and was all, ooooooh, a real keyboard. I love the phone I have now, but I'm not tech-savvy enough to care much about what it can do. Can it call, can it text, can it take pictures, can I go online, can I play Hearts when I'm bored?

I'm pretty sure that the day I die will be a Wednesday. At least, it's a one in seven shot. And it's probably my calling that will kill me.

Found this among Roz's school papers. She wrote it for an admirer:

"My mom won't let me date you"

I think I'll be framing it for her later... Then I have to wait till she won't die of embarrassment when I give it to her.

And finally: CLARITIN. I'm buying stock tomorrow.