This morning, like most Fridays, I take my daughters to breakfast before school (the boy hangs at home with mom. No preschool on Fridays)
My oldest is now 10. And these days she is selling me hard on why she wants a phone.
This morning was no different.
I’m not ready to give her one yet. And i gave her my reasons.
Then she asked “dad, when did you get your first phone?”
I replied, “I didn’t get one until I was 22”
She laughed “hey, tell me the truth!”
I say “I am. Really”
She pipes back “I’m gonna ask grandma when she first bought you a phone”
I then say “look, Sophia, they didn’t even have cell phones when I was your age”
Her reply - “no way”
Reasons why I wish I had this phone now:
1. It’s so big that I’d never leave the house with it, which would mean that…
2. I wouldn’t have to answer the phone if it rang. Because it would be home. And I’d be out.
3. It’d be kind of like if I only had a home phone.
4. I miss only having a home phone.
5. It probably doesn’t have voicemail. I hate voicemail.
6. It’d be awesome to have a cell phone with a cord.
Retro Commercial - Radio Shack Cell Phones - 1990
(via alligatorjuice)
Artist Kyle Bean has created this marushka doll art piece. It confirms something that I’d always suspected: the iPhone really did used to live inside of Zach Morris’s phone.
Not usually the biggest David Brooks fan, but I can get behind his piece in today’s NYT:
Once upon a time — in what we might think of as the “Happy Days” era — courtship was governed by a set of guardrails. Potential partners generally met within the context of larger social institutions: neighborhoods, schools, workplaces and families. There were certain accepted social scripts. The purpose of these scripts — dating, going steady, delaying sex — was to guide young people on the path from short-term desire to long-term commitment.





