Well, it has happend.

Joanna has a mobile phone.

E-mail me, and I’ll be happy to send you the number. (JonahB52 at gmail.com)

Ba ba-ba-ba, ba ba-ba-ba, baby
Don’t forget my plumber

In other news, I came home to find the apartment in disarray with an industrial -sized fan blowing toward our living room wall. Apparently, a pipe blew in the wall when our neighbor turned off the water he’d been using to wash his truck. The carpet beneath the bookshelves is soaked. Berck said that the maintenance guy spread magic cinnamon enzymes on the carpet and sucked up most of the water, and he’ll be back tomorrow to give our carpet a real carpet cleaning. The carpet is beyond cleaning (it was that way when we moved in, but we’re poor), so we’ll see.

In yet other news, I’m fighting a little cold. I’m trying to decide if truly the best thing for a cold is running around in a humid and very hot environment. It does seem to help.

Berck is soloing, and I’m listening to him on the webstream request touch-and-go’s from Westheimer Tower. He’s supposedly going to get some night flying in at around 10 tonight. I think I’ll be sleeping.

If not, I’ll be reading the manual for my phone. It has color. It’s pretty :)

I wonder how to make it work…