Oh, what a dark day in my life. I accidently knocked a wooden plaque off the shelf and shattered the glass on my Palm Pilot. I am not exactly sure how to carry on with my life. Yes I can get it fixed, but it will take at least 2 weeks! How am I to live without my beloved palm pilot. It faithfully wakes me up in the morning, it handles my finances for me; my bank balance, my budget, my checkbook, it entertains me when I am bored, shows me pictures when I’m down, tells me who to call – when, why and at what number, reminds me of my appointments and shows me how to get to there. It tunes my guitar, tells me what chords to play and how to play them, knows when the Braves are playing and on what TV channel, it even changes the channel if I can’t find the remote. It keeps all my passwords, my pilot hours and even plans my flights for me. It’s my daily newspaper, my scratch pad, my library; it’s got two or three dozen books in there. It’s teaching me to speak spanish for crying out loud! TWO WEEKS??!!!
If you see me standing in the middle of the hall, staring blankly at the floor, not knowing where to go, or what to do or who you are or even who I am, forgive me; I have no PDA.