Me and My Imaginary Friends

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Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Pack Ratting (again)

Every once in a while I have to go through my Text messages to clean them out.  I'm bad about not deleting them after I read them and then I run out of memory and can't receive more.  I realized that there are a few messages on my phone that I keep.  Either they remind me of a fun time or they have some piece of info that I've never transferred to any other device.  Here's a quick run-down of what messages I've saved and why (newest to oldest):

  • 411 will now send you a text message of the number you asked for.  My most recent saved txt is the customer service number for my cable company.  I should transfer this to the address book of my phone, I just haven't gotten around to it yet.  ... one day.
  • The home address of a friend who recently moved back to town.  I was supposed to go to one of those "come to my house and buy over-priced crap you'll never use" parties at her house a couple of weeks ago.  I backed out at the last minute because I'd been having headaches and her house is over an hour away.  I couldn't face a two hour round trip thinking that my headache may return at any minute.  It's a shame because I did want to see her new place and spend time with her and her kids.  I should save this over on my Yahoo maps account.  ... one day.
  • The weather report for Dallas, Texas from a couple of months ago.  I saved this just to remind myself that Google can do this - send a message about the weather to my phone.  I hear about these cool services, use them once and then forget about them.  Hopefully, I will remember about "A Google" because I have this message saved ... probably not.
  • A message from a friend who is no longer in my congregation - "Still need blinds for the front?"  She and her husband were going to sell and install blinds in my house last year, but complications came up and it never happened.  This is a two-fold reminder:  I still need blinds and I need to call this friend.  She is fun and I feel bad about not keeping in touch with her after the congregation split.
  • A scripture my Bookstudy Overseer sent me - Job 14:14, 15 "Our tears are precious to Jah."  This was really the second part of a message that was too long to fit in to one on my phone/service.  Evidently, the first part of the message didn't mean as much to me as this part.  I've thought about this scripture quite a bit over the past few months.
  • A Twitter message from an actor on Stargate SG-1.  He's expressing his jealousy that a costar got an iPhone before him.  I'm not sure why I've kept this.  Twitter is a "micro" blogging tool.  You type 140 character posts.  People subscribe to your feed.  They can get that feed on a web page or directly to their phone by txt.  I subscribed to several "famous-y" people when I first discovered it.  This guy is pretty funny, so he's one of the few I've kept up with.  I guess I kept this particular message because it seems to reveal a very witty personality.  I'm a geek.  I'm weird.
  • A sound clip that I recorded for myself listing three software packages that we were thinking about investigating at work ... a long time ago.  I never really investigated these packages, but I don't want to lose the names of them.  Where else would I store this kind of random information?
  • A very sweet message that Kimi Stewart sent me on the day that I came to interview for my new job to try to pump up my confidence.
  • A photo that I took of a boy in my bookstudy.  (At the time, he wasn't in my bookstudy, but now his father is my Bookstudy Overseer.)  He's a little bit younger than I Dunno.  I don't know what it says about me, but I seem to relate to boys his age pretty well.  They tend to think I'm cool until they hit 16 or 17.  Then they realize the truth and want nothing more to do with me.  I took this photo with his own cell phone over a year ago.  We were getting in our cars before going out in service.  I promptly sent the photo to my own phone.  I love the photo.  But since it was taken with his phone and sent to mine through txt, it's not saved on my phone as an image.  It is really funny to see how much he's changed in the past year.
  • A German nationalistic chant, in German, from Frau Adorable sent to me during the 2006 World Cup when the German team was winning one of the important games.  It translates to "Germany, Germany over all others!"  Or something like that.  It's so ridiculously out of place on my phone that I had to keep it.  It reminds me of how wonderful it was to discover soccer during the summer of 2006.
  • Finally, a txt Polyglot sent me with the phone number for a sister that we met at an Assembly.  I've never called her.  I've kept it because I remember really liking her when I met her, like I thought we would be good friends if we saw each other more often.  But she doesn't live too close and she's married.  After a while, I figured that if I called her up she would be, like, "Who?"  The funny thing is, though, she actually said hello to me at our last assembly.  I could tell that she recognized me, but wasn't sure why or from where.  So, perhaps I made a little bit of an impression on her, too.  Still, it would be too odd at this point to call her.  If I really psychoanalyze this, I think it may just serve as a reminder that sometimes I do meet people that I make a connection with.  There are still people out there who are worth trying to get to know.  I just need to follow through on the next one.  Or maybe even on this one, still. 
That's a listing of the messages I've saved.  Some are saved because I'm procrastinating moving the info to another location.  Some are there to remind me of fun times.  Some are there to comfort me.  Some are there to remind me that I need to try harder to connect with people, both known and as yet unknown.

What a strange exercise.  What do your txt messages say about you?

Final note: I'm sorry if none of my blog readers are represented in my saved messages - obviously I am not doing a totally hideous job of connecting with you.

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