Comments on: Spawn of the Devil

By: Harry Haller

Harry Haller — Thu, 07 Aug 2008 06:26:11 +0000

And I’ll try not to be offended that you haven’t yet visited our quite fun werewolf pub.

By: Kathy

Kathy — Thu, 07 Aug 2008 06:22:33 +0000

Well motherFUCKER! A cell phone! I will try not to be offended that you still have me calling the roomie’s house phone to reach you. Mo-ther-FUCKER. Who’d a thunk it?

By: jeff

jeff — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:16:07 +0000

I VERY much liked this one bro:))

By: bobbi

bobbi — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 17:44:24 +0000

i want an iPhone.

bad.

By: tr2

tr2 — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 21:16:12 +0000

Jim-
And I thought I was the only one who got weird looks when I say “I left my cell in the car I didn’t get your call.” Accessiblity is just a giant pain in the ass. I don’t answer the home phone either.

By: Harry Haller

Harry Haller — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 21:08:39 +0000

I actually handwrite most of what I consider my better posts, and I can’t do fiction any other way. I’m always forgetting things.

But I have to admit, for now, the cell has its charms. I like the grainy, out-of-focus images the best. Nice toy camera. But I’m sure the new will wear off and then I’ll be back to my normal self, longing for a phone with a rotary dial and a cord that doesn’t get tangled in the cat.

By: Jim

Jim — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 20:58:32 +0000

And I thought I was among the last to own a cell phone. I’ve had one for at least 5 years, maybe as long as 8.

I, however, am not enamored by it. It’s often just left in my Jeep over the weekend. When it rings and I’m in conversation, I deftly turn the ringer off by mashing a side button while it’s still in my pocket.

“Aren’t you going to take that?”

“Nope. I’m talking to you.”

“Don’t you even care who it is?”

“Of course I do. I’ll get around to it, don’t worry. You were saying?”

People aren’t so impressed. They are flummoxed. Their faces say it all: “What’s wrong with this guy? Why won’t he take the call? He won’t even look at his phone. There’s something wrong with him.”

I don’t check my email with it. Don’t surf the web. Seldom text. I take the odd photo, but never pull it off the camera. A hands-free earpiece? Do I look like Uhuru?

Cell phones are neat-o. Me? Not so much.

I still miss getting a hand-written letters. I even think about writing one every-now-and-then, but I’m sure that the recipient will think that I’m a stalker.