Hey Guys...I'm Lookin' For Amanda Hugginkiss...Oh, Why Can't I Find Amanda Hugginkiss?!?"

I thought that I'd do something totally original in this post...go somewhere where no one had gone, and I didn't care whose toes I would step on.

Then I found it too hard and decided to write about cell phones and the people who love them.

**cough**

So the other day, I saw two young metrosexuals walking down the street, each talking on a cell phone. Am I the only one who assumes that if you see two people walking with each other, each with a phone to their ear, that they obviously must be talking to each other? Not that I'd blame them; when Sy and I first got our phones, we'd call each other from different rooms in the house. Hey, if we don't use those free minutes, we lose 'em! And yes, we are freaks.

Speaking of cell phones and freaks, we saw the strangest thing this weekend. Sy and I and JD went bowling (we've got to keep in top physical condition now that we're in a league), and there was a woman talking on her cell phone while she was bowling. No, not while sitting and waiting for her turn; actually during the approach and roll...weird!