My Thumb Hurts Not much

My Thumb Hurts
Not much to report today, except for a lovely (cough) excursion to Indio (affectionately referred to by the "Up Valley" locals as "The Armpit of the Coachella Valley"). And while there, a little side trek to the Verizon store in La Quinta to get my cell phone repaired. See, my buttons stick. Trying to call the bay area goes something like this: 1111delete delete delete41111delete delete delete5 - you get the picture... that and I can't access any of the handy features in the "special" menu.

Not to sound like the old fart that I'm not, but I hate the fact that cell phones, as with most gizmos, gadgets and appliances of late, are now basically disposable. The cost to repair the phone was more than the cost to replace it. So I've got me a neat little "Hello Moto" but not quite an m-Life. Do I really need an m-Life? I can barely manage the life I have...

So, I've spent the last 3 hours reentering all 164 of my stored numbers into the new phone. (It's so sad that I actually have time to do that today...) They can invent a phone that can calculate your tip, download mp3's, choose from 64 different rings (Charge!) and check your portfolio with, but they can't invent one where I can simply port over my stored information. Mind you, I am sure there is a phone out there that can do that, but I've long ago given up on spending $300 on a damn phone. Call me the budget bitch but $79 is plenty for a fucking piece of plastic that only lasts a year. I was breifly taken with the Palm/Phone but christ that buggers big. At least I could beam over my data from my Palm V (now obsolete as well, thank you.) Blah Blah Blah...

So anyway - here's a little something for the Egyptologist in all of us. Beautifully designed site chock full of incredible information. Theban Mapping Project. The Atlas of the Valley of the Kings is simply amazing.