Blackberry Broken, T-mobile is no help

Last night at dinner my blackberry started acting up. Whenever I type any key, it randomly prints the wrong characters. Some of them work fine, others don’t. So I started calling T-Mobile about it this morning. They took me through the troubleshooting process, but I can’t do most of the stuff they want me to do because the keyboard is required to type things in and make menu choices. You have to type “Blackberry” into a certain screen in order to get the phone to reset itself, for instance. If I try to type it, I get “Blacewozxzxzxzx”.

Tmobile will not ship me a new phone until I run the PC-only Blackberry software (I have a mac), and even then it’s a 5-7 day ship time. So, I’m fucked. Thanks, guys.

At least I’m in Encinitas, CA with a broken phone and lots of sunshine.

Vegas baby

I am in the Las Vegas airport sbarro, waiting out a two hour layover. At least they have wifi here.

Dilana, rock goddess

I had the pleasure this week of being around rock goddess Dilana. She is the shit. This is me taking a picture of myself wearing her sunglasses and walking down some stairs. I have one she took of me in them, but I look like a dork.

Sam Thacker @ Smith’s

My boy Sammy is kicking ass at Smith’s Olde Bar. Go Sammy!

Portland robotics

It is 3:26 my time. All my Atlanta people are asleep. Well, probably. The boys are still mixing it up and bringing the fire. Our new Portland friends are basically going what I would call ‘ass crazy’, which is to say that they’re dancing like mad. As pictured, one guy is even doing the robot. Now that’s a party! I fly out tomorrow at 730, which means being in the lobby at 530. Portland kicks ass. I bought the most awesome watch. Fuck yeah.