The end has arrived. This eschalotical event is heralded by the unthinkable:
Sara and I got cellphones.
I don't understand the whole obsession with phones. We decided how much we needed to spend (29$ a month), then picked a carrier we trusted (Virgin). After that we had like 2 choices in phones. So really, the huge galaxy of different models did not impact our decision at all. I gather that's not the normal way to do it?
We are now struggling to master these perfidious new devices. The first step was inserting the sim card. We had to call tech support. Apparently the little snap-frame in the corner is for memory cards; the sim goes in a nigh-invisible slot above the obvious connection.
I managed to take a picture of one of the phones and email it to myself, so that's something. And we picked out wallpapers and ringtones from the defaults provided (though I've already forgotten what they sound like). On the other hand, the dang thing just made some kind of new sound, and I have no idea what it meant. If this is my last post, it means Mossad found me...