What Crackberry? Less than a week after Brian was forced to get a new iPhone 3G, he's not looked back at his what? BlackBerry.
It all started when somebody tried to borrow his BlackBerry without his permission. Later he was disappointed by the return of said borrowed BlackBerry.
[It was obvious he had enabled this loan.]
And then, mere days later, of all the crazy things, the return key on his BlackBerry went missing! Gone. Kaput. In its place was a sad, little vacant space where a small, but vital key was no longer.
[Insert squeaking...prying...ping...uh oh, what's that little piece of plastic flying through the air...wheee]
Conveniently, a couple of days later, we were in the Apple Store for a travel charger for Ellie's new Nano, when all of a sudden an iPhone jumped into Brian's hands and hasn't left them since.
His first iPhone email was to a fellow iPhone owner: "I no longer covet your iPhone. However, I am having impulse control issues. Sent from my iPhone."
Of course, one of the main iPhone features is the ability to download applications, such as Urbanspoon.
Five musical instruments, four news aggregators, multiple restaurant locaters, apps to find apps, now fifty or more apps later, the lure of still more apps continues to call...Brian, download me...
In this spirit, I have started the iPhone Widows Support Group.
Ladies, join me. iPWs ban together!
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
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