You have Twitter friends. For whom you buy presents when you travel and who do the same for you. Who dedicate songs to you on Blip.fm, even if you haven't met them. Who make you smile. When this article totally speaks to you.
Yesterday I noticed that my cell phone was off, which was weird, because I didn't remember turning it off. I turned it back on and it immediately went off again. I had just charged it before work, so there was no reason for it to run out that quickly, I thought. Until I thought about it some more -- that phone is over two years old and I understand that, after some point, rechargeable batteries lose their ability to hold a charge (like my antique iPod). Sigh -- guess it's time for a phone upgrade. I've got Verizon -- any recommendations?
I think she's on to something: "I started online dating at age 35, hoping to meet a few suitors in my
new city. But all I met were frantic older men who were more concerned
with the state of my womb than with wooing me." Note to men over the age of 50: you are not appropriate dating material for me. Period.
It's the debut of the new camera! I took it to Morandi the other night. Didn't take very many pictures, as I only bought the 1G card last night. Unfortunately, this burrata was ice cold and we had to keep it at the table for a while before it got remotely oozy. See the rest on Flickr.
My new digi-cam arrived last night! Pics to come as soon as I figure out how to use the thing . . .
I remember when Mom and Stephen offered to buy me a digital camera in 2003; at the time, I couldn't imagine that I'd use it all that much. I used my regular camera often, and just got the photos put on CD's when they were developed, which seemed fine. Now I rarely go anywhere without it (very bloggery/dorky of me, I know). Thanks again for getting me hooked!