My new camera telephone has at last arrived. It is a Samsung A740 Picture Phone from Sprint.
To go a week without a camera or a cellphone, I must tell you, is hell. Yes, I know it is pathetic but I’ve made my peace with that and I can just tell you that I do not wish to repeat this experience again, unless I am on holiday in France somewhere in which case, I had better be left alone and I will have no cellphone with me at all.
Other than that, while here on U.S. soil, I wish to remain reachable and more, I have grown to love the little tiny digital camera inside my old phone that was, poor thing, crushed to death by my huge calico cat who, while she has a good heart also has a big butt and so a simple sit–down on my phone, that I admit, I had foolishly left open for a minute, smashed it’s little colorful face to bits, rendering it useless for you could not navigate or tell whether it was off or on and forget about the camera feature; no. the phone was a goner and I wrote my eulogy here on Blogcritics . It was the long, sad goodbye to my much beloved Sanyo Picture Phone.
So when the new phone arrived I was joyous. Yes, I was still sad about my old Sanyo, but here was a new Samsung and the copy at Sprint had told me this was a better phone for me and I believed them. It had all of the features of my old guy, plus, it had a slick blue backlight, buttons that were easier to push (and you know how I love pushing buttons), and far more ring tones, cool devices etc and hey, the most important part, the camera feature, it said, had a higher resolution, an automatic timer, a zoom feature of 5X as well as instant upload to various Web sites and more. It sounded promising, I had to admit, and while I still wasn’t completely over the death of my old guy, a few days with nothing had me jonesing for something to hold and code and use to take pictures. Together, this new little Samsung and I would make history. No strike that. WE would make magic. We would be as close as any human and any machine could be – I would, as I had with my old Sanyo, plug him in next to the bed, lest I need him in any emergency because we all know that psychos can cut house phone lines but they cannot cut your cell phone line, so he’ll be there in a pinch if we have any night stalker/psycho action around here. I also noted happily that this phone had a little 911 GPS tracker so that if I dialed 911 and for some reason was bound and gagged and traveling in the boot of someone’s car, my phone could very well save my life by providing police with my exact location.