I have been incredibly busy with my day job in the past 17 days, so please forgive as I catch up on my posting routine.
I was among a small few on July 11th, at my iPhone camp-out spot here in Portland, Oregon. Thankfully, I was 2nd in line at 2 am that. Friday morning.
When the door finally opened, I was met with a big crowd of AT&T staff. Patiently I waited as the stock guy to go retrieve my 16GB slab of fan-boi sweetness. Mind you, I’ve never owned an iPhone yet, so it was even that much sweeter. I waited painfully for a full year for this day.
Of course you know by now that the iTunes servers began to choke, and I was told to go home and sync it myself. No worries here- I FINALLY had my object of lust, desire, passion, and religious idol.
I went home, it repeatedly didn’t sync. I took a nap for an hour, and woke up to my partner beaming, saying, “Good news!! It went through!!” Giddy-Up! (as a colleague, Von Glitchka has coined the glee.)
The rest has been a love affair that

Christian with his 1st iPhone, at first touch
Now, I have had to put a barrier between me a the app and iTunes store, available to me in an instant. My new rule is to buy myself iTunes gift-cards twice a month. No in-store credit? I don’t get to buy. You have to. Otherwise, it could be like a bad crack habit -”I want more!!!” That my friends is a fine spot to be in – I could be one of the thousands of people, trying to hunt an iPhone down and be horribly iPhone-less right now.


