(This is beyond cool!)
Eleven years ago, I got my first cellphone. I resisted the idea at first. Collin had seen a display for Virgin Mobile phones at Target and decided he wanted one. For him, it made sense. He was working nights at the time and had to walk several blocks from the bus stop to our place--it was a good idea, for safety reasons. I didn't want one for myself. The idea of having a phone I could carry with me didn't appeal to me at all. Leaving our phone behind when I went out didn't bother me at all. But I soon changed my mind and became the proud owner of a very simple little phone that didn't do anything but make calls and send text messages.
That was good enough. For a while, anyway.
Three years later, Collin decided he wanted to trade up. The new phones also took pictures, had cool ringtones and limited web access. Okay, I was again sold. And I chose a special ringtone for people I didn't really want to talk to: the sound of a flushing toilet. If I was going to be stuck with nuisance calls, I was going to at least get a laugh out of them. And I became very good at composing messages with a limited keypad--I could do it accurately without even looking at it.It took me a while to get used to a QWERTY keyboard again!
Then, in 2009, when April came to stay with us, Collin wanted a phone like hers--a T-Mobile Sidekick. This time, we didn't get the same kind of phone. I opted for the Dash, which was a lot like the Blackberry I'd been craving after hearing an author being interviewed on TV talk about composing part of her novel on hers. Unlike the Blackberry, it had Windows Mobile--easier to sync with my computer. I loved my Dash, and even after my next phone came along, I continued to use it for editing and for email in wi-fi areas until very recently.
Late in 2010, Collin decided he wanted an Android. I wasn't interested--at first. Once I saw all his phone could do, I quickly changed my mind, so he got me one for Christmas. It took me about a year to learn how to use it without screaming for help (I am, after all, a technomoron!), but I was convinced I finally had one device that could do everything.
Then Collin decided he wanted a tablet.
(He took this photo. I wish he'd turned it on. The wallpaper is gorgeous.)
It wasn't a frivolous thing. His little netbook didn't have the RAM to handle Photoshop and other programs and files he needs for his graphic arts work. He'd first decided on a desktop--then discovered the Iconia had twice the RAM as his netbook. It has, in fact, everything he needs and is portable (we like being able to work in the living room, parked in front of the TV--what can I say?)
Tired of getting the "memory nearly full" message on my Android--in spite of the 16GB memory card that supposedly held most of the apps as well as my files--I toyed with the notion of getting a tablet to accommodate the larger apps, like Kindle and Audible. I decided on a very inexpensive model. Collin talked me out of that. He pointed out that warranties are almost nonexistent for off-brands, as is tech support. He felt I should go with the Kindle Fire. Along with being able to read and listen to books, I have web access and can use it for writing and editing. And it has games and other apps--I'm especially fond of Birdland.
I am so glad I took his advice!
So once again, we have a bunch of gadgets for which we have no use. Each new arrival has more and more capabilities, making things like cameras, digital voice recorders, etc. unnecessary. Mind you, these are perfectly good devices that have had good maintenance and little use. We still have all of our old cellphones--unlike many people, I don't throw stuff away if it's still in good working order. I suppose we could have an electronics yard sale....