I thought I’d try something different for summer with the new beard. Any comments? I feel hip.
A couple of weeks ago, I reaffirmed right here in this very blog that I was going to get rid of my cell phone. I didn’t need it anymore, I didn’t want it anymore and I wouldn’t use it anymore.
Yesterday, Earl and I stopped at the mall so I can browse through the selection of cell phones. After looking over all sorts of phones in every shape and size, capable of doing everything but cleaning my underwear for me, I finally decided on what was right for me.
I’m still getting rid of the cell phone.
When I mention this to my sister she gets very worried that I’m going to be cut off from the rest of the world. What will I do in an emergency? I look at it like this: if I get stuck in a perilous situation with no cell phone then I’m going to have to rely on my wits and smarts to get me out of said perilous situation. I’ve certainly done it before and I can certainly do it again.
I figure if people want to call me they can always call at home. If I don’t answer, I’m not here and apparently I don’t want to be bothered. When Earl and I are traveling, I always bring my PowerBook along and there’s plenty of people out there that have no security on their wireless network; I’ll just borrow theirs and perhaps leave a little message on their desktop thanking them for their service (I’ve done it before).
So instead of shopping for that shiny new cell phone and spending $60 a month for a new two-year contract, I’m going to tuck my old cell phone away and disconnect the number and see what happens.
I’m going to live on the edge.