Crackless in Ormond Beach

I didn't even know what Crack was until a year ago, and now I can't live without it. Okay, that's a lie, I lived without it for almost two whole days after mine died Sunday afternoon while trying to facebook photos from the beach.

The screen turned a luminous pearly gray, which doesn't sound too bad until I realized that it's the Crack equivalent of Microsoft's Blue Screen of Death. Then I panicked.

Here I am, halfway between former and new homes, with no internet access and no phone. I panicked. I've become accustomed to having the ability to email and facebook and blog the moment I think of something to say.

After a while I realized that the damned thing still operated as a phone just fine, but of what use is a phone to me? I hate to talk on the phone. I have panic attacks just thinking about calling someone. Without the use of the screen, I didn't have caller id, I couldn't tell what numbers I was dialing, the email light kept blinking even though I couldn't check my email, and all of my phone numbers were hidden.

I don't remember numbers, and phone numbers fall into that category. I just pull up the name I want and hit dial. I don't know Tom's number by heart, or Jennifer's, so unless they called me, I had no way to contact them.

Oh, the camera worked. I could push the buttons and take photos, but I couldn't see what I photo'd. I'm sure I could have gotten to facebook or my email, but there was no way to see it.

I called AT&T, who told me to call my insurance company. Thank GOD I had the foresight to pay the $4.95 a month handset insurance when I bought the Crack. I'd never had it before, but then I'd never had a $500 phone before, either.

For $125, I now have a brand-new Crack (as opposed to the free refurbished one I got last year). It arrived this morning at 11. I switched the SIMM and Smart cards and turned it on, and once again I have the world at my fingertips.

I have no phone numbers, but those can be added as I go. If only I'd read the directions before I switched the SIMM card; I could have hooked it up to the laptop and downloaded everything to the new one.

Now I know.

Life is sweet.

No more West Virginia

It's done!!! The Big Migration South is in progress.

The house in WbyGod closes tomorrow. The big truck is at The Cat House with all of our earthly belongings. I am at Ormond Beach with Betty and Joan for a few days of sun'n'fun before heading to Orlando to see Jennifer and the kids and then on to my new home.

I'm a resident of Florida now.

I still don't believe it.

Contract

We have a contract on the house! The Idiot finally made an offer that we'd accept and signed the contract a week ago. Earnest money was deposited. He has to close by the 26th but is aiming for the 14th.

And.......I have a cyber-stalker. If I ever get the energy I'll write about her. It's truly a bizarre story.

UPDATE: 11-11-10--Tom just asked me who my cyber-stalker was. I cannot remember!!! It's driving me crazy!

*snork*worthy

This is from Inappropriate Twilight Obsession which is a very appropriately-named blog. They have lots of amusing photos.

If you want to see what's on the inside of these.....

You'll have to go to the website to see it for yourself. My blog is rated PG-13.