Since my phone hasn’t been holding a charge for more than three hours at a time, and Brett’s has been rather sketchy in the functioning department for lo these many moons now, we stopped by the kiosk at Walmart in Ottumwa today and got new phones.

It took well over an hour.

You can get Lasik surgery in less time than it takes to re-up your freaking wireless contract, fer chrissakes. Why can’t they scan the box, scan your driver’s license, activate the damn phones and take your money? Why is it that as soon as you select a phone and a plan, the clerk glazes over in a hell of never-ending paperwork? It’s not rocket science, it’s selling phones.

We got LG VX6100 phones, the US Cellular version with no sliding lens cover, and we’re pretty happy with them. They’re cute as hell. They have speaker phone capability, Internet access, and built-in digital cameras. (Brett keeps trying to get me to let him take a picture of my boobs, but I ain’t going for it. No way, no how.)

They didn’t have the proper cable to transfer my phone book from my old phone to my new one, so I’ll have to transfer them all by hand. They could have transferred Brett’s numbers, but he didn’t have his old phone with him so he opted to move his himself rather than drive back to Ottumwa. I had no sympathy for him whatsoever when he whined, “Isn’t there an easier way to do this?”

Brett took a chainsaw to the tree that crushed his old Ford. Now he wants to know if I’ll run the chipper, if he goes to 1-Stop to rent one. Run the chipper? I HAVE STREP THROAT, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I’m going to take a nap. He’ll probably have forgotten he even wanted to do it by the time I wake up.

Amma is coming to Mt. Pleasant next week, so people in the satsang have left messages that they need me to do things – edit this web site or that one, fix data in the seva database, be places…. I’d better get my nap in and get my ass to town this evening. Hopefully this chipping scenario will just go away on its own. I’m still tired. From the strep. Yeah, from the strep.
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