It happened for the first time yesterday, I had phone jealousy. I was hanging out with some of Christy's best friends last night, and I spied one of them. That oh so pretty iPhone. Beaute, she is. I haven't really felt that desire since the first iPods came out.

It took me playing with one to fully get the concept of the iPhone. It is easy to get the basic concepts of phone and iPod of course, but when I started pressing buttons to have a look around, then I got it. This is not just some phone-iPod combo. I started treating it like a real, honest to God, proper computer. A palmtop, as it were. A computer the size of a pack of Camels, no wait, a computer the size of my mobile. I'm asking this small little beastie to work just like my desktop computer, and by in large it steps up to the task.

What makes this machine beautiful is that I did not notice my fall into the technological rabbit hole. I just picked it up, and a few button strokes later, I am redefining what is means to have a cell phone. Let me put it this way, pre-iPhone, a good phone in my mind was something small with good battery power that gets good reception. Now, I am think that it could be a whole lot more, and I would not be pegged as 'that guy' geeking out on his smart phone.

That said, I am in in no rush to go out and buy one. The current version has some notable problems that need to be fixed, but in about a year I think that Apple will have all the kinks worked out. Until then, I will have to get used to being jealous whenever I see an iPhone.