Nah, no iphone for me. Nope. I'm pretty much stuck in the 1960's as far as my eeeelectronics are concerned. It's weird, though--for some reason, I keep feeling the need to phone Moscow. Huh. So strange.
"Hi! Wanna come over and watch "Bewitched" or "The Beverly Hillbillies" with me?
We can drink some Tang and eat a bunch of Sixlets and Slap Stix Caramel suckers and Jiffy Pop until we make ourselves sick. Then, we'll rat our hair into a huge beehive 'do and go crazy with the Aquanet. Yeah? Far out!"
I know. I'm such a nerd.