blurgh.

I am embarassingly in love with my iphone.  I use it as an ipod, I read the Times on it, I use it as a Bible on Sundays, I neglect my camera in favor of the chic Hipstamatic app.

Did your alarm go off on New Years?  Mine sure didn't.

I haven't owned an alarm clock in years and have ridiculously relied on my mobile device to arouse me every day.

In case you hadn't heard, there was some software glitch with the arrival of 2011 and iphones nationwide protested in silent revolt.  Seriously.  No alarm.

Does it kill you how much our phones have become singing, vibrating, flashing tumors on our hands?  Oy.

I would like a list of superfun volunteers who would like to go on a gadget free trip with me. No phones, no pods, no pads.  Oh lordy, what would we do?