I don't have a cell phone. I am not a Luddite.
I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knocking on the door.
I love that you can shoot something on your phone, or shoot something on these small Cannon cameras, and edit it overnight and get it out there the next day and potentially go viral. And that's huge. It really takes the middle-man out. It allows anybody to become a content creator.
But the ultimate goal is to get rid of the media capitalists in the phone and cable companies and to divest them from control.
Don't just play with your phone: go out and produce something.
I was doing interviews and a question came up about whether I had anything I was addicted to. I said 'I actually have an addiction to eye drops. ' And like, as I was on the phone I'd had my third - in the hour! - dose. I had them with me all the time.
My phone is always in front of me, 247.
Downloading a Tamagotchi egg onto my phone is possibly the loudest my biological clock has ever ticked.
I think most people in the developed world would admit to carrying some sort of handheld device, whether it's a laptop or a cell phone, at all times.
I lose my cell phone so much that I switch it every month or so, but Sony Ericsson is usually what I use.
We have Kenjii. We have my cell phone. Since we aren't officially dating, I'm sure you'll agree that's all the protection we need.
I've had to fight for roles and I've lost a hundred roles, but 'Smoking' and 'Smith' were phone calls. That's the dream.
I would be psyched to get a phone call from Al Sharpton. I need to find out who does his hair. It's beautiful. It's a gorgeous mane.
Think what we would have missed if we had never. . . used a mobile phone or surfed the Net -- or, to be honest, listened to other people talking about surfing the Net.
I don't need my phone to play me music. I need it to be a phone and an e-mail thing.
He was so honest you could play craps with him over the phone.
The fishing is a great relief for me. When I'm out there's no cell phone ringing. I'm out there fishing with bears. I'm in the middle of God's country catching tons of fish. I just absolutely love it.
And I left the aspirin next to the phone with a tall glass of water. Figured you weren’t going to be able to make it to the coffeepot. Take three, turn your ringer off, and sleep. If anything exciting happens, I’ll come and get you. ” “I love you, honey. ” “So buy me a mink and a nice pair of earrings for our anniversary. ” “You got it.
Zeus Is Dead is full of laugh-out-loud moments, lashings of sly wit, moan-worthy puns, and a complex, fast-paced storyline. There aren't very many humorous fantasy murder mysteries out there, especially not as intricately constructed as this one. Michael G. Munz takes a 'What if,' and runs with it like a toddler with Mom's smart phone. The guffaw-worthy throwaway bits will remind you of Douglas Adams. A very enjoyable read.
How do you feel about a person when you're talking over the phone? If you know them, or if you don't know them, do you get something, do you put that into words of your own, from what they say, or from what you think? Or if it were music over the radio, have you ever tried to think how it would look?