OK, I lied. I do text on occasion.

My little rant about texting deserves a follow up...

The other night I went to a party with CT Joyce, and on the way there we were listening to the Mets game on the radio. The game had just gone into extra innings, but we arrived at the party and went in.

So about an hour into the party I saw Tessa texting in that annoying manner people do, and I asked her to text Gabe (a fellow long-suffering Mets fan) to find out how the game went. We assumed they'd lost by now. Because that's what they usually do.

Gabe replied that there was still no score, and it was well into the 14th inning. I asked if I could use Tessa's phone, and I texted Gabe and asked him to give us a play by play of the game.

Over the next hour or so Gabe did an admirable job at painting the word picture of the game, with updates every few minutes. I texted back comments and questions every so often.

The game was still going strong in the 18th inning when we left, and we got home in time to see the Mets on TV unbelievably prevail in twenty innings!

So that was officially the first (and possibly last) time I texted. I'm still not getting a textable phone, but I'll admit it was kind of fun following the progress of the game!