December 2, 2008

Do you have cool ringing goodness on your phone? I don’t. If you dial me up you won’t be entertained by any catchy tune that I have downloaded. If you are with me and my phone rings, you will just have to endure whatever default noise the iPhone comes with. When you leave me a message you’ll have to do so after listening to the very unimpressive, “Hi. It’s me. Leave a message” spiel.

Yeah, I guess I’m just old school. And it’s not that I don’t want to be like all the cool people that have the catchy waiting-for-someone-to-pick-up-your-call music, or hip new Fergie ring tones, or clever voice mails (it’s totally not that). I just haven’t really got to it yet. You probably have got to it but that’s because you are way cooler than I am.

But, do you want to know what the crazier thing about all this is? Here is the proverbial kick in the shorts: My mom is all up to speed on that stuff and I’m not. (Then again my mom is hipper than most). Nonetheless, it still confirms that I must be boring and not hip to the scene.

Anyway. What’s your ring tone? I know you have something really great. Will you have something cool for me to listen to while I’m waiting for you to answer when I call? Do you have a nifty something for your voice mail message? Or are you old school too? Do tell.

@ 10:31 am
September 25, 2008

I love how little I understand about technology. It actually provides a great deal of relational opportunity in my life: Instead of spending a minute with a friend who wants to show me how to work iChat, I get to spend ten. I am pretty bad.

But I don’t think it’s all my fault. I have definitely come to notice that electronics hate me. I am sure my iPhone will work fine for anyone. In my hands, however, it is a mystery of disfunction.

My wife is amazing. Electronics love her. She can figure out anything if she has an internet connections and 2 seconds. When I left this morning she had a killer photography business and no web site. When I came home she had chosen a name, bought a web domain, and built her own web site.

Let me make sure I explain this right. She doesn’t build websites! She wanted one, so she got online and figured out how to do it; and she built it for free. And it’s pretty sic. That’s my wife Celestial. Check out chatterboxphotography.com it’s pretty stinkin great.

@ 12:46 pm