I'm finding my new phone a little daunting myself -- the old one (a Sanyo) was relatively simple to suss out the menus and what the buttons did. This new one has all these graphics and ringtones and functions.

I did get most of my numbers programmed into the little bugger, though. Bonus: the sound on calls seems way way better than the old phone.

I have named the new iPod mini "Bob". Actually, I'm finding the interface on =that= more daunting than the phone, even.

And I have the headache from hell tonight, which is why the insomnia-driven posting right now....

I can figure out most of my phone, but not how to hook it up to my computer so that I can edit the address book and download photos.

But it's not pink, so now there's really no point.

And I did RTFM, and it was way unhelpful. Like Microsoft-unhelpful.

I was 15 in 1969, and Woodstock was very close to where I was born and raised. My dear sweet lovely hippie boyfriend at the time was headed to the nice folk festival, and I debated joining him and being grounded for a very long time, and decided that it wasn't worth the price I would pay with the parents. We had no clue it would become what it became. He went; I didn't. 36 years ago and still on my very short list of regrets. By the time I realized my error there was no way to get there. Still, when I see the footage I see my kinfolk and feel the comfort of home. Stupid not being able to do over.

Oh yeah, Laura. It is stupid. I usually try to just learn from my regrets, and not keep thinking of them as regrets, but there are a handful for which I'd like do-overs.

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I got my first cell phone for Mother's Day, when Christopher was just a couple of weeks old. Soon after, Scott had to go to London on business for a week, leaving me NOT IN LONDON DARN IT, but home--home with a newborn, an 18 month old little girl, and a four year old little boy. The cell phone manual disappeared. In truth, I probably accidentally chucked it, when getting rid of all the ads and booklets the hospital sends home with you, when you've had a new baby. I never did figure out how to do most things on it, including setting up my voice mail.

I got a new phone a couple of years ago. I think it was shortly before we moved, but I can't remember. I started learning the manual. Then Scott asked to take my phone, because he brings one to work, and didn't like way the belt clip worked on his. He took it, and I couldn't find his manual. Eventually, we switched back, and the one that was originally his broke. He got a new one. When I got the manual out for mine, it was missing some of the more pertinent pages. *sigh* I'm destined to only ever half learn any phone.

I got a Sidekick fairly recently. I normally just keep pushing buttons until it does what I want. I have not, however, figured out how to disconnect from the web when I'm done surfing. I just turn the phone off and then turn it back on. Of course I have not RTFM.

There are a number of companies that now put the manuals for cellphones et al on the web as pages or PDFs... it seems useful to try, especially for something like a Sidekick which is fairly popular.

I'm wearing my mini right now! And it's fucking great!

I'm wearing my mini right now!

The other day we were doing finish work on a house, so a lot of painting and really tedious detailed stuff. I normally have my mini with me, but I never bring it on site because I want to hear when people yell to "Move!" or "Watch out!" or "Headache!" But since this was just painting and stuff, I had it strapped to my arm with the headphone cord coming up through my collar and jammed out while I painted the house, made it go by much faster.

I have named the new iPod mini "Bob". Actually, I'm finding the interface on =that= more daunting than the phone, even.

I found my iPod's interface very quickly became very intuitive.

I'm wearing my mini right now!

IIFG?

I still want an iPod. But I bought paints instead.

I have named the new iPod mini "Bob".

iBob.

'iBob. 'ow's it goin'?

eta: Sorry, have not had caffeine yet. Am still fulfilling my cat-petting duties.

I want a cute new phone, but not enough to pay for it. A friend of mine was trying to call me an early-adopter yesterday, but I pointed out that is not true of gadget-y things, because I'm cheap!