“Can't you just look that up on your iPhone?” my husband asks for the umpteenth time this week. You see, I've convinced him that my iPhone can do pretty much anything, even retrieve symphony tickets that I, uh, forgot to grab before we left the house. OK, it can't do that. But it may be able to someday. I realize that Apple's apparently pulled back on production of my beloved gadget, basically because there's a new, improved iPhone coming out soon. Just the thought that someone can't buy an iPhone right now has me upset. And that's coming from someone who, before buying an iPhone in December, didn't even own a cellphone. That's right. I was one of those people. But so many modern gadgets just seem annoying to me. Take the iPhone's lesser sibling, the iPod. I mean, why would I want to listen to music all the time? Sometimes, it's nice to just listen to the soundtrack of Life. Ditto with a cellphone. I'll take a moment's peace any day. But I digress. And I digressed from the path of most Baby Boomers by becoming an iPhone fanatic. Here's what I can do now that I have an iPhone: I can look up a restaurant's number, make reservations, find directions and take a photo of the fun dinner gathering that I can e-mail to my mother right away. Then I can divvy up the bill on the calculator function, check the weather for tomorrow, play a tune as I go back to my car, instant-message a girlfriend to see how her date is going and schedule the next dinner gathering on my calendar. I can look up recipes while I'm in the grocery store and buy the ingredients. I can read this story while at the beach. I could also write this story and send it to my editor from the beach. (Hmmm ... I pause here for a brief daydream.) And I can see all of this, because the screen is fairly large (larger than that BlackBerry thing). So are the words. When you have reading glasses scattered all over the place like I do, this large-type feature is important. So, how great is this modern gadget? If I have to live through a hurricane again (please, no), my iPhone can charge from an adapter in my car, and I can look at the latest news and videos to find out where the free ice is being distributed. Or I can watch the TV series that I'm missing because of downed satellite dish. Or I can listen to an audio book. Or play a game (there are a lot of different solitaire games for the iPhone!). Oh, yes. As long as I could put up a teeny satellite dish, I would make this my desert island companion. My iPhone and my husband, of course. Well, only if he learns to cook, ‘cause my iPhone is already cookin'. Smokin' hot. - Cox News Service __
