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I’m listening to My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, "Sex on Wheels". It was one of four songs that made the short list for my choice of ring tones for Jonathon. One of the things that finally drove me to get a new uber techie phone was a desire for personalized ring tones. Shallow, true, but sometimes when you’re afraid of something it’s all about the fun. I’m intimidated by technology, but it was either get a phone that had a calendar, a to do list, the works, or continue to lug around the huge day planner. The one I found that finally worked was like a freaking hardback book. It was heavy and awkward to carry around. Jon and most of the people we work with on both coasts have blackberries, or some other uber tech phone. It takes the place of the huge day planner. I vowed I would learn to use the new phone. First, we went to the store and I chose the phone, not Jon. The mistake we’d made in the past was that Jon would choose something for me, and when we got it home I couldn’t work it. This time I made him not help me at the store at all, on the theory that if I couldn’t work it at the store it was not coming home with me. I am now the proud owner of a Palm Centro. It has a calendar, a to do list, and little alarms to help me remember things. I’ve carried it for several days, and I’m still happy with it. I can still work it. Cool.

Jon has had to help me a couple of times, or explain something that didn’t make intuitive sense to me, but overall it’s my phone. And the day planner can stay on my desk where it belongs.