John Hattaway

NOTE: If you need to call me for the next couple of days either call Erin‘s phone (if you have it) or email me.

I’ve been using a Palm Treo 650 for a little over a year. I have to say I enjoyed the phone, though it lacked in some areas that were frustrating to me and as a result I liked it and was ready for a change. With that said, I was not actively pursuing a change in phones because we don’t have money and even though I am starting a new job it ain’t a great job. However, when getting into a car last night to head one hour and fifteen minutes further east for a meeting, my phone and the coat it was in got shut in the car door. At first I thought I’d shut something like a book (I usually have one of those on me) or the seat belt into the door – especially since my coat was appropriately inside the car and sitting on the seat when I noted that the book I’d brought with me (Soul Catcher by Michael White) was on the side opposite the door and the seat belts were all appropriate retracted. It was at that point, and only at this point that I thought, “My phone is probably in my coat pocket.” So I checked my coat pocket and sure enough there was my phone.

When I looked at the screen it was shattered. You couldn’t see anything. I mean, totally and irrevocably broken. On top of that, the casing around the screen and parts of the body of the phone had also been cracked. I was a bit sad. I should post some artwork, but would need to take a picture, which means I have to grab one of the digital cameras and since I am not that motivated, if Erin decides to start taking pictures and my (now dead) phone is available I will try to remember to post them. But, considering that I did take photos of the office and still haven’t posted anything, I think we will just wait and see.

This is all to say that the Palm phone I’ve been using is no longer in service. What makes me frustrated is less that it got shut in the door (I really did like the phone and that did make me sad) and more that the screen had died a horrible death and (as I recall) my address book was on that phone and not saved to the SIM card. Since the display was dead (and I discovered this morning that it didn’t matter whether or not the phone turns on, it won’t accept calls) and since I was officially up-a-crick, as they say, I spent a good chunk-a-da-morning looking for 1) my data cable to sync the phone with my computer; and 2) syncing the phone to my Apple Address Book instead of Microsoft’s Entourage (which is no longer installed on my Apple Macbook). Apparently, and this was rather amazing, Leopard as what is called iSync that will use the Palm Desktop Sync and will put the information from the Palm Treo 650 into Apple specific software. When I was interested in NOT using Microsoft to sync with my phone, this information was not available (at least, I didn’t find it until searched syncing between Entourage and Address Book).

So? What is my next phone?

We ordered me, after making several phone calls and going to a couple of different stores, an Apple iPhone 8 gig. I am, actually, quite excited for this. When we upgraded phones the last time, I got the one I did for txt-ing and because I liked the phone. Plus, of the data phones I could get, this was the one that didn’t require me to go very far to find extra software to speak to my computer. Since then, the iPhone has been upgraded and come down in price and as an outcome of both of those things, and after finding a way to get the iPhone without buying a new phone line, we ordered it and are having it shipped to me.

As a result of all of that, you can either email me or call Erin‘s phone if you need to get ahold of me. Otherwise, I am (pretty much) out of touch for a couple of days.

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