shiny, part two.

I finally did it. Having purchased a new cell phone, I took the plunge and actually changed my cell phone number.

There was emotional trauma involved here. I’m not kidding. I was really attached to my 512 area code. It was more than just a phone number; for nearly a year, 512.632.6925 was my only address. I loved that number.

Yesterday I sent out the new number to the people who should have it. Steve immediately takes me to task for not describing what phone I replaced it with.

It’s always about gadgets with Steve.

Well, to be honest, it’s always about gadgets with me, too.

So now I’m trying to answer the question of what does one do with an old, barely-working cell phone? Does one:

• toss it in a drawer?
• use it as a stage prop?
• use it as an alarm?
• chuck it in the dryer?
• give it to the invading zombies?

I can recycle nearly all my old accessories, but what about the phone itself? Is it now just junk?

Suggestions gladly accepted.