Jeanne Moreau in Elevator to the Gallows
After years of muffled communiques on the cheapest phone ever created, I've upgraded and I am deliriously happy. The dusk of 2008 ushers out half-heard conversations, courtesy of Blanche, and an absent antenna, courtesy of Teepee.
update: Upon telling my Dear David about my new device he replied, "There will be fewer blanks to fill in...You would not believe how many times you've overcome sacrifice by volcano, Oxycontin busts, and wars of words with Russian Vogue. In my imagination." Dear David, I AM that colorful.