An old dog with all the bells & whistles

Yesterday was my birthday. When I got home from work my husband suggested we shop for a new cell phone to replace my 1990 something model (yes, you read it right). WELL. I walked out of the store with something. . . I'm not quite sure what until I read the manual but I'm pretty sure I can throw out my TV, stereo, CD player, camera, video camcorder, telephone and maybe my computer. I read on the box that I can also "shake it to roll dice and select lotto balls?" Hmm, do I want to do that? I don't know yet but I thought I better let HB know (are you there, HB?) that this is probably going to cut into my blog time for a while. It's too bad too. Just when I thought I was keeping my head above water I get hit with a giant wave. I know, I know. One day this phone is going to ring and it will be "more than just a phone call" because I will "experience rich color visuals and advanced wireless services in the palm of my hand." WOW. I'm just speechless.