It's here and I stopped, in the middle of moving the studio–surrounded by boxes and everyone asking what I wanted where–to open the box and switch over from my old, first generation iPhone to this hot, new little number. The iPhone 3Gs–the photographer's trophy wife (or husband as the case may be)….come to me darling.
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The poor Fed Ex guy—before he could even get to my front door yesterday I had it open and was accosting him for my new iPod! So, I bring it in and hook it up and I’m going through my playlists trying to decide which to load, which not to load. Then I think, "I […]