I just wanted to see if I could still send pictures from my phone.
Ok. Here's the deal. I am dying to get an iPhone even though I am ok with my Palm Treo for now. Also, I can't stand it that my wife has not one, but FOUR Apple toys (5G iPod, iPhone, Shuffle, MacBook Pro) that are newer than mine (3G iPod & G5 iMac). With this in mind I have sworn to myself that I wouldn't break down and get a new phone till Apple releases the next generation of the iPhone. Why? Because my current phone just had its' first birthday and I am waiting for 3G network version. Blah blah blah... this is all what my conscious brain tells me. Apparently my sub-conscious has other plans.
My Treo has a nice stripe of dust running right down the middle of the screen. I occasionally think of myself as a tinkerer so I decided I want to open up the case of the phone to give a cleaning with some canned air. I am so inspired that I even go out and get a special screwdriver and search the web for video instructions on dismantling my $300 smartphone. I take it apart (including disconnecting ribbons and wires) and am obviously frustrated to discover that the LCD screen is so sealed that I can't get to the dust. So, I carefully close it all back up and hope for the best.
Cutting the story short–after 4 repeat openings and closings of the case I seem to have all the functionality back (it took 3 tries to get the screen to turn back on) except one minor bit. The microphone no longer works. I call people and can hear them fine, but they can't hear me. Kind of a crucial item you would think.
I am trying to convince myself, and my wife, that I didn't do this as an excuse to go out and buy an iPhone right this very minute. It is very difficult, but I am going to try and make due with the dorky, wired, hands-free headset that came with the phone. I'll feel like a tool, and look like my brother (love you Guano), but I'll still have $400 in my account till, hopefully, the next Apple announcement.
P.S. Oh yeah. The pic is of the pizziolo at Parisi, here in Denver. The food is delicious, if a little expensive for glorified counter service.
-G
