Manhattan Offender

You depend on your iPhone for everything, including your cocaine dependency.

If I get pretty enough, he wondered, then will they love me?

Hey, iPhone users, if you're tired of your ducking phone correcting the spelling of your favorite curse words, there is a work-around.

Essentially you fill your address book with fake names like "felch cunt fuck, Jr.". Your iPhone auto-correct will recognize the word from your contact list and not change it. 
Be sure to use lower case letters.

(Another way is to hit that little "x" in the blue auto-correct every time you are prompted.  Eventually the program "learns" the curse word.)

Via:  Teach your iPhone to swear

Somebody named Jess sent me a text message and left me a voicemail that she loves me. Verizon and AT&T, though, are keeping my love from me.

Taking the phone off the charger this morning, the number that left me text messages and called and left voicemail is a mystery. 

First, being old-school, voicemail is checked.  "I love you," it proclaims.  My friends are liberal with the use of "I love you" though, so the mystery remains.  Also?  The voice is unfamiliar, and sort of femmy.

Next up are the text messages.  "Good night baby :X <Later. Jess ;)>"  The precise meaning of the emoticons escapes me.  (They're passive aggressive in my view.  Just say what you mean.)  Now there is a name for my lover, and it is "Jess".  The femmy voice was femmy from femality, and the memory is prodded for that girl named Jess met a few months ago in a bar in Nolita and whether those three drinks really were enough for me to hand over my number.

The second message leaves me hanging though.  One of those "Verizon doesn't like to play with Cingular so we're going to frustrate everyone involved by making the discovery of the picture sent to you not instantaneous, but long and drawn out.  To make matters worse, you'll have to use this extremely long and not-at-all-memorizable username and password." 

As toggling between screens was a headache (no copy and paste on iPhone), it wasn't until I was in front of a screeen that the image of my new lover could be seen.  The message-checking site is down though, as it always seems to be when needed.  The mystery of Jess will (not in any way) consume me for the entire day.

UPDATE 1:  Yes, it's AT&T now, not

Apple iPhone 2.0 is equipped for your pretentious faggy friend

"Oh, god.  You've still got the silverback?  How do you deal with that?  Oh, hold on, just finishing my Fresh Direct order.  Oh, and wait just a bit more.  I need to finish messaging this guy on ManHunt.  No, don't leave, I just wikipedia'd the complete Donna Summer discography.  I'm telling you, Moroder was out of the picture in 1978, granted I wasn't even born."

It's a simple change to the backplate, but the inevitable knitted judgmental brow will soon be coming to you, iPhone 1.0 owner.  Brace yourself.

Innovative blogger disappointed by iPhone while blogging with iPhone or Toilet live blog X

Unfortunately, half of the pictures are missing.  I'll fix it.  Sure. Okay, fixed and in order now.

iPhone pics sent via the AT&T Edge network took forever to arrive.  Those sent from the wireless network used in the second half posted immediately.  Take heed, you iPhone bloggers.  What?  I'm the only one.  Oh.