Right now I am cooler than anyone else, because I have my new phone and new service and man oh man it is good to be connected again. I’ve texted you and you, and did you get my message?

At the phone place yesterday, when the guy asked if I knew which phone I wanted, I said, with the insouciance of one too concerned with loftier goals than to worry about such fiddly details, “Oh, I don’t care so much about the phone, what’s the cheapest one you have?” One ugly little hunk of plastic later, I was saying, “Hum. . . and what’s the next one up?” So now I have this lovely silver flip-thing and it works pretty much everywhere I need it to work, and I set it up so the ring tone is all drums and trombones and trumpets and cymbals playing Stars and Stripes Forever. There’s syncopation, there’s chords, there’s even a key change. So call me already!, because I can’t wait to strike up the band.