for several months, I’ve had phone envy. iphone users were the new cool kids, casually swiping a finger across the screen and showing a crystal clear picture of themselves with barack obama. or paris hilton. you know what I mean.
the iphone was great at everything except, naysayers whispered, being a phone. at&t’s network, already a little sketchy, groaned under the weight of the iphonic hordes surfing the miniature, yet still world wide, web.
from the swirling mists of verizon wireless hq came rumors of a challenger, a digital william tell to shoot a deadly arrow and strike the cancerous apple from our collective head. finally, the announcement came, and a hush fell over the land as countless (well ok, a large but finite number of) early adopters lined up at the doors of verizon stores.
and there it was, lounging regally on its own throw pillow of awesome. and useful for so much more than perusing usa today.
the droid rocks all the functionality of its cupertino cousins. but it’s not just cool, it’s smart. while iphoners cry to heaven in frustration at their inability to run multiple apps, we droiders just smile the superior smile of the fast tracked as we rock till broad daylight.
in the post that follows this, I will describe how I tricked out my droid.
are you droidin’? iphoners feel free to comment too. I’d tell you to call, but it’s so hard to get a signal…