I’ve been meaning to check in and tell you what a blessed holiday I’ve been having. It’s a recap.
Currently, I’m in the middle of a week and a half-long vacation. It began with boarding in Mammoth for a couple days. We crammed 18 people into a small condo, which was walking distance to Canyon Lodge. The second night we were there, we played Rock Band II (without the drums) and were so loud we didn’t even hear the noise complaint because we couldn’t hear the neighbors knocking on our front door. They were gracious enough to give us a grace night by waiting til morning to warn us to not do “that” again or they’d simply call the cops if they heard noise after 10pm the next night.
That night, we watched bad cable movies and Futurama DVDs.
It was on Sunday during a lunch break in our usual riding session as we were standing in line for the grill when I found my right pocket unzipped and my new Blackberry gone. Gone. Next came panic mode.
The realization that you have to replace something that has, on one hand, become so pertinent to your day-to-day life and, on the other hand, also costs hundreds of dollars, is a hard one to absorb. It makes you pause, reflect and maybe even ask yourself why you didn’t have that crap phone within which to insert your SIM card for days on the mountain. It would be completely stupid to take with you a phone model that has only existed for about one month, unlocked versions of which eBay for $500.
But that’s exactly what I did. And the phone was gone.
For the non-Californians out there, July 1st was the first day it became illegal to put a cell phone to your ear while driving. Sure, you can still look down at your phone and text. You can still scrutinize the screen of your phone and use GPS if you have it. (Heck, I still do cautiously for the sake of driving directions – with Google Maps Mobile and their “approximate” GPS-by-tower locator.) But you can’t be seen talking on the cell phone without a hands-free kit. Rules are rules, right?
By July 3rd, I met someone who had already gotten a ticket. The cost? $25.
But – early cell phone citation bragging rights aside – I thought this story especially awesome. My roommate’s friend Tee was over for her birthday this week and she told the story of her getting a ticket despite that “she had a hairband ready in her car.” On July 1st, exactly.
“Yeah, the cop pulled me over and I had the hair-head-band around my head and I stuck my cell phone underneath it like this.”
She proceeded to demonstrate how she had a cell phone tucked underneath an elastic headband just above her ear.
The cop said, “You think this is a joke?”
Tee said, “What! It’s hands-free! I ain’t using my hands!”
I think that at this point in the story I couldn’t stop laughing and doubled over on the couch.
Cop: “That’s not a real hands-free device. That doesn’t count.”
The ticket might have cost $25, and if Tee keeps using her particular “hands-free” device, it will be $50 if she gets pulled over again. But the story? I thought it was priceless.
So the lesson for all you Californians out there?
The lawmakers of California are in bed with Bluetooth device manufacturers.