I am the proud new owner of an iPhone, the 32 mg version although I have no idea what I am going to do with all that memory. Here I have in my hand what amounts to a computer more powerful than the first Apple IIe I purchased in 1984 and no doubt more powerful than many much larger older computers as well.
I got so excited downloading applications I now have one that helps calculate my monthly period and given I am a 65 year old man that is quite an accomplishment. On the other hand I also have a bubble level, a currency converter, all the most current economic data, a pedometer, solitaire and twenty five thousand crazy facts (like it is impossible for a pig to look up to the sky). I have spent so much time on this darn thing since I got it, my marriage is in jeopardy (speaking of Jeopardy I have that on my iPhone too), but not to worry I suspect there is a marriage counselor somewhere within the App store.
Just think when I started working in 1961 one of my jobs each morning was to change the chemical tank on the one page at a time wet copier and that was pretty high tech stuff. I still blame those chemicals for the lack of hair on my head. We didn’t need no stinking copiers to keep our records; we had carbon paper like real men.
Between my iPhone and my new Kindle ® I am in tech heaven and what I like best is that you can use this stuff without reading any manual, I have no idea of where I am going, but who needs directions? Imagine, I can get an exercise program on my iPhone and today’s Wall Street Journal ® on my Kindle each for ninety-nine cents. I bet Amx just loves those $.99 charges.
The next time I fly I am going to have the Kindle read a book to me while I play solitaire on the iPhone and check to be sure the plane is level.
One problem though, the iPhone and my Blackberry are competing for space on my belt, is this the new pocket protector status symbol? Am I one of the oldest geeks this side of Cupertino? Fear not, I have no hope of understanding how this all works and if there is more than one wire involved I am lost. If something goes wrong, I call my son (but even he doesn’t have an iPhone).
And just think, over 50% of the people in the world have never made or received a phone call (I got that fact from an App).
I hate to rush off but I think my phone is just about finished cooking my dinner.
QUINNSCOMMENTARY 
With your Blackberry and your iPhone strapped to your belt, you can put both in the vibrate mode and then program your office phone to automatically dial both phones so that you can give yourself a back massage. Now how’s that for efficient use of technology!
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