Teaching an Old Dog...

Christmas past, I received a new 'phone. Now for years, I've carried a TracFone. Yes, one of those prepaid jobbies. I only have it for emergencies, and I don't even give the number to anyone except a couple of family members. My minutes don't get used up before it's time to add more to keep the line utile. Anyway, this new 'phone has triple minutes for life. Add a 60 minute card, get three hours. I've got about 2,000+ minutes waiting to be used. And no monthly bill!

This new 'phone replaces a basic Motorola flip model with an LG800. I've got texting capability, (with a qwerty keyboard!) and a camera, and video, and mp3 player. Ye gods and little fishes. It takes me a long time to figure out all these electronic gizmos. So in order to put music in the 'phone, I had to order a cable with a teeny tiny USB on one end and a somewhat larger USB on the other. They tell me that I can put a CD in my laptop and end up with the music in my 'phone. It will be good when I start my daily walks again but I'm not buying headphones until I'm sure I've got something to listen to.

My taste in music runs to the classical swing tunes - and some jazz. Not very conducive to keeping a good pace when I'm walking for my health. Thinking of ordering a John Phillip Sousa CD. That should keep me moving at a decent clip. I could dig out my baton and twirl for a little extra exercise. Or not.