A few weeks ago, I flipped open my ancient cell phone, to the worst possible effect...
It literally busted apart, springs and hinges propelled out of the thing, and one piece even hit me in the forehead! The whole scene was like something out of a cartoon.
So I've been without a cell phone for a few weeks, and it's very disconcerting, if only for safety reasons. I'm not constantly nattering on it, but I like being able to reach Mr. Spandrel in a pinch.
We'd been mulling new phones for about a year, now. It was all very three bears, with this one too small, this one too big, yadda-yadda.
Perhaps you've heard, but there's a new phone coming out today. We are going to see if we can snag one. For some reason, Mr Spandrel is convinced that in our area, iPhones won't be a big deal. That getting ours will be a cinch.
So we have a plan, you'd think it would involve military-precision timing so we can avoid any long waits. But no.
Let's see if it works!