Are they like magic to the wee ones?

Pretty much. And they are a good size for grabbing in babyfists, gumming and drooling all over, especially the antennae (on the ones brother & SIL had.) Nephew was not impressed with the toy cells. He preferred the real thing.

Wee ones like phones because they make beeps and grandma talks out of them. And all the adults are fascinated with them, so there must be something cool about them, right? And if you do it right the cops come.

I have this problem - if there is reading material anywhere near me I have to read it. I can't help reading other people's papers on the subway. I try not to. It's an illness. It's genetic - mr. flea once noted that my family travels long distances so we can all be in the same room together, reading.

I have this problem - if there is reading material anywhere near me I have to read it. I can't help reading other people's papers on the subway. I try not to. It's an illness. It's genetic - mr. flea once noted that my family travels long distances so we can all be in the same room together, reading.

Possibly, I'm a long-lost member of the flea clan. Drives DH bugfuck because he's all about the personal bubble (especially with reading material).

Did people wonder why zipless fucks make you laugh?

Nah -- the woman talking was a comedian of some sort (not the funny sort, to me), so she was trying to be funny. And it wasn't actually zipless fuck she said -- it was zipless something-else. That was the joke.

Nephew was not impressed with the toy cells.

Franniepants thought my iPod was a cellphone. Way cute.

I have a hard time not doing it, but since I know it bugs the hell out of me when other people do it, even especially family members, I try to make sure it's as brief and inobtrusive as possible. And I'd never comment.

I could tell who my real friends were in college because they didn't mind too much when we were hanging around and I read their magazines, or textbooks, or whatever, instead of talking to them. Okay, sometimes they gave me a hard time, but always in a "she's crazy, we love her anyway" sort of way.

you two need to stop.

how may prices do I need to get from vendors? the answer seems to be a kagillion in this one case.

My niece Laney went through a huge cell phone phase. One time, she grabbed mine, held it up and said "Hello? HeLOOO?" and she kept looking up and moving her other arm around. We couldn't figure it out until we got that she'd learned it from Mom and was checking her makeup and driving with her other hand.

It's impossible not to read stuff. I'm always reading stuff on my boss's desk when I'm waiting for him. This is why it pays to be able to read upside down.