My life is usually stagnant at best or, in the worst case scenario, just downright boring.
Not this week, though!
I’ll be in Seattle, WA this weekend fulfilling my lifelong perverted fantasy. If anyone reading this is living in the Seattle area, can you recommend a fun activity or a nice restaurant for Sunday brunch? In exchange, I’ll write about anything you want me to.
Mastro’s
is officially my most favoritest steakhouse ever. There’s nothing like a steak cooked in butter with a glass of 18 year old Scotch to wash it down.
New phone
My 2 years with the Razr made me vow to never get anything made by Motorola ever again. I love my new phone. It’s an unlocked GSM phone from Europe (Samsung Soul) complete with a Dutch instruction manual. I had one hell of a time navigating through the interface to change the language to English. I was originally in the market for a Japanese phone but the flaming hoops that I had to jump through to even get one to work halfway was a major turnoff.
What the fuck do you mean that I can’t have MP3 ringtones? What? I have to saw off half of my SIM card? No Bluetooth? What do you mean no text messaging?
I get bullied by enough Draconian policies at work as it is. I don’t need my phone’s manufacturer to veto my telephone preferences and then proceed to rub its testicles all over my face. Unlocked European phones are a perfect blend of technology and freedom. Japanese phones… are only great to look at while you’re waiting in line for bread with your comrades at the proletariat grain depot.