The iPhone

I will buy the iPhone only when it starts coming with the words "Don't Panic" in big friendly letters on the front. Or it gets incredibly cheaper. Whichever comes first. (this is not funny, I get that)

Actually I played with the iPhone at my local Cingular store and was nearly killed by the three different employees who asked me if I needed help. I felt like the bell of the ball. Or whatever the less Blanche Dubois-esque version of the previous sentance is. I was popular, there, lets put it that way. I still didn't buy an iPhone.