For me, it’s uPhone, not iPhone

Unlike the hopelessly tech-addicted, I have not been swooning over the iPhone — it reminds me of that loudmouth lame-o kid in 7th grade who always had the newest Nifty notebook or space pen…and absolutely nothing else going for him. In fact, this column by Lenore Skenazy pretty much echoes my attitude towards cell phones.

Update (2 July).  They sold over 500,000 of those overpriced doodads Saturday–so who didn’t see this coming?