Reagan has been threatening to get an iPhone for a while now. I have been threatening to leave out network, all together. My contract was about to be up in Feb., but Reagan carried through, on her threat today and bought herself a new iPhone. Since that kind of wrecked my plans to leave the network, I decided to exercise my upgrade discount as well. The only phone that I wanted, from our current network was listed at $300 online, so I decided to take a walk down to the kiosk in the next building over and check out some of the new phones in person. It turns out that they had the phone I had been eying, for only $50. Solid. Reagan said that November 24 is now officially “buy a new phone-day.” Totally.

In equally boring news, I went to this party last night, hoping that 50 Cent would show up after his album release show that he was playing, down the street at the Highline Ballroom. He never did show (at lease while I was there).

But DJ Kayslay was on the 1s and 2s, so at least the music was hot. The venue was pretty cool, as well. If I could do it over. I would have preferred sleep.

Every time someone bought a bottle of Goose, they delivered it with sparklers, which was kind of cool.

This morning as I was going through the turnstiles, entering the subway, I noticed the little digital display read “No Tokens.” I must have read this about 1000 times before today. But for some reason, this morning, I decided to think about it for a minute. Why in the world does the MTA feel like they still have to inform riders that the turnstiles no longer accept tokens? People haven’t been able to use Tokens in the subway since 2003. Is the MTA afraid that someone is going to awake from a coma and try to get on the subway with a token, then sue when they can’t because they didn’t realize that tokens were no longer used?

Another observation/pet peeve, witnessed this morning, was the guy walking along in front of me chatting it up on his phone. With the “hands free” piece installed, he held the microphone portion right in front of his mouth. How long have cell phones been around now? Has that poor sap still not figured out that the mic on his hands-free wire will pick up noises on the other side of the street, let alone the words coming out of his mouth, if he lets it dangle (like it is designed to do) 6 inches from his face? Doesn’t he realize that by holding that thing against his bottom lip, he is not only muffling his words, but probably blowing out the eardrums of the person on the other end? Also, if you are going to go through the trouble of holding something next to your face, why use “hands free” at all? Doesn’t it kind of defeat the purpose?

Maybe I’m totally missing a key factor in both of these issues, that is preventing me from understanding the logic. Can someone explain it to me?