<< Kung Fu | Main | What's on TV... >> December 23, 2005 >> Ring Ring Ring I swore I would never own a cell phone, but this week I inherited Mike's sister Nicky's, as she was flung forcefully from the country for teaching illegally. I figure that if I am going to, one day, theorize and speculate about the terrifying effects of Instant Messaging on our culture, I should experience the full gamut - this is the only half-baked reasoning that lets me maintain my anti-cell phone stance with any kind of sincerity. Experimentation. Testing the waters. Making love to technology... sweet, sadomasochistic love. Since my wonderful acquisition, I have received six text messages. Three of them have been sent by Nicky's friends, wishing her a safe flight home. Two of them were from the Korean waitress at the Pirate Bar, calling me habo (stupid) with those crazy winking smiley faces that we all love to hate. The last one was from Mike: "u r gay". I can already tell that I'm shifting paradigms here; pushing the boundaries of communication along with the rest of the human race. I carry the future in my pocket. Posted by Chris at 12:41 PM >> Commentations (1)
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