So I started using a cellphone again.  I lasted two years without one and had only minor inconveniences.  But when my wife shoved one at me and said Use-It-Or-Else (aka Please), I dropped it into my pocket and went for a walk.  Not Bad.

One of the problems I had with cellphones was that having one in my pocket felt like I had an extra off-center penis with permanent hard-on.  Cellphones have gotten small enough during my sabbatical that it now feels like one after a cold shower.  So I told my wife I'll give it a try.  iPod?  Oy.  It's a long road to there from here.  Let's do it one leg at a time.