1-2-3-4 Get Your Booty on the Floor

So I wake up at my parents house this morning, earlier than I have all break (noon). And, GASP, I remember I'm missing the MacWorld keynote from Steve Jobs. And now I'm pissed, cos really I could have slept in and not have felt bad.

I woke up thinking the world was going to be touched by something so extraordinary, so revolutionary, that I wouldn't remember the life I had left the day before. And what did I see when I watched live updates from the show this morning? A phone. A freaking phone.

Honestly. It has no touch pad. I'm almost pretty sure in a fit of desperation from punching that touchscreen, I will miss a keypad. Texting on the screen? I don't know. But the biggest turn off to me? The price. I'm a college student, and I love gadgets. I can never justify a purchase of $499, after the 2-year contract, PLUS the staggering fee I'd have to pay to use the internet on that thing.

After the appleTV, and this iPhone, I'm a little disappointed in the Big A. I've never felt so let down in my life. It's as though my long vacant father told me he'd take me to a ball game and left me sitting on the curb.... Tossing a ball in my mitt... Crying.