One More Reason I Want an iPhone

I admit it – I suffer from prospective iPhone envy. My iPod is about two years old now, and sitting in my son’s room playing Norah Jones to put him to sleep every night (did you know that Norah is apparently very big with the parent set, putting infants to sleep all over America?). My Blackberry is one neat phone, but just screams, “Geek!”

Now along comes this slick little beauty that will let me make phone calls (check out the cool little color buttons!), listen to music and watch movies (I still can’t figure out why people watch movies or TV shows on their mobile devices). Plus, all the cool kids are gonna have ‘em. Long lines at the Apple store on the night of June 28 (you dare to doubt me?).

The only thing I’ve been holding out for, repeating for days and weeks, is that the iPhone will probably have a cruddy battery life like the first iPods. The case will scratch like the Nano. Anything I could think of to avoid shelling out $600 for a phone.

A phone, I tell you! The same device I used to consider a means for placing a (gasp!) phone call and nothing more. A telecommunications tool, something to let me talk with someone else.

$600. Insanity. But I want one.

Oh my oh my, do I ever want one. And now Apple has come out with revised specs that indicate an 8 hour battery life and an improved screen to minimize scratching.

If you want me on June 28 and 29, I’ll either be on line at the Apple store or strapped to my chair so I can’t get there.