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.