I ain't complaining

You likely find that hard to believe. I woke up at about 5:30 this morning. I have been sitting here in the old recliner sipping coffee and surfing the interwebz. Life is good. Oh there are bills to pay and work to worry about and stuff I need to do. What is the point of griping about It all of the time?

My trusty three-plus year-old iPhone 5 has been showing signs of age and wear. Several times in the past few weeks it has displayed a "no SIM card present" warning and would only make calls if I rebooted it. Worse, the charging port was worn, shorted, whatever. I had to wiggle and jiggle and finagle the cord while holding my tongue just right while lifting my left foot in the air just to get it to charge. Yesterday I said "enough" and now I am the proud owner of a brand new iPhone 6S. I ordered a new Chicago Cubs cover for it last night. I will have to just be careful until it arrives. I'm not sure how I'm gonna like the bigger phone, but I'll get used to it.

I've had a cell phone since about 1993. The first one was a bag phone, then some mounted in the car. I had several of the Nokias, then a succession of smaller and smaller flip phones. The last of those was about two inches square. Since then, the phones have become increasing larger. I guess in another decade bag phones will again be all the rage.

Since most of you are just starting your day or are still sleeping, it won't take me long to peruse your unupdated blogs. Don't you ever think about me? You should stay up late posting stuff so I have fresh content to read when I get up early.

Enjoy your weekend.