Its about that time, in fact its well past the time to replace my iPhone 3gs which Ive been carrying around for over two years now. The battle warn device has been sporting a cracked screen for a couple months, no longer works with headphones, and its vibration mechanism responds sporadically with a jarring rattle reminiscent of a handful of marbles shaken inside a metal container. Yes, wear and tear has taken its toll on my old faithful iPhone. A large part because I refuse to put it in a case. That’s just part of my personality. I wouldn’t be wearing pants right now if not for the guarantee of imprisonment.

A week ago I was finally able to order the iPhone 4gs, and within a couple hours of my order they were all sold out. After a week of waiting the UPS delivery person arrived at my door at 10am in a frantically good mood to see me. The driver was under a lot of pressure to deliver the small boxes which were highly restricted. She needed a signature and was very happy to get one. In fact, in my experience the only other objects I have seen people that relieved to hand off, were highly explosive, and highly classified materials. She pointed out a small red pickup truck that had been following her, presumably waiting for her to leave an unattended iPhone at someone’s door. It’s probably a good thing I slept through my class this morning.

I learned my lesson a while back: do not go to the Apple store to pick up your phone. I enjoy apple products just as I enjoy the poetry found in the book of Psalm. And lets face it, the Apple stores are like little Mosques of technolusting fanatics. Each of these Apple iPhone release dates are akin to Christmas, falling once a year, drawing large crowds of ecstatic followers to their place of worship. Apple, (insert heavy singing southern accent)’Steve Jobs Forbid‘, is well on its way to becoming the next Catholic Church. Needless to say, I keep away from the droves and replace my phone with the next, I’m not a fanatic. I may be a slave, or an addict, but certainly not a fanatic.

That’s one part of the story, I’ll go into more detail later…