Oh, yah, I got an iPhone -- I can tell `cause it looks just like the photo on the cover of the book, "iPhone, Fully Loaded" by the fabulous Andy Ihnatko (Google his name if you don't recognize it -- and if you don't recognize it, you're not a Mac addict). The iPhone was a gift from my always-generous daughter who is the source of all my computer-ability, and from whom I'm borrowing the book. If it weren't for her, I'd still be using an Apple IIc and eating food with stone-crafted tools. I think the term is: luddite, although I prefer, Neo-Luddite. Thanks to Nia, I am the wildly happy owner of an iPhone. I've loaded it with free "apps" -- many of which I'll never use and/or never learn to use -- but the little app icons look pretty! Besides the phone feature, I've downloaded email, text-messaged, Twittered, browsed/searched the webnets (which came in handy when the dreaded "Triangle of Death" warning light lit on my Prius dashboard last December and a quick check via a Google search led me to discern -- rightly -- that I hadn't closed the gas cap tightly enough after the last fill-up). I've used the iPod/podcast feature extensively, and consulted Urbanspoon (to find a vegan restaurant), Yelp, Weather Bug, NetNews, RTM (Remember The Milk), TipStar and Handy Level (which I love to play with at restaurants to make sure the table is level... doesn't everyone?). It's an amazing device although I've never used a Blackberry, so my opinion is pretty biased. Still, I like it.
