Just as I was the last person in the 1st world to get a cell phone, and that kicking and screaming, and brusquely silencing the clerk, no, I don't want it to do that, no, I don't want it to take pictures, no, I will never text, no, just give me a phone, JUST A PHONE!!!!!! --
Well, now, I give in.
I need one of them picture machines, what are they called? Ah, yes, cameras.
And those little magic boxes that let you hear something over again.
NO, NO!!!!!! Not that!
Yes, that's it.
I gave up on souvenirs a hundred years ago, I have too many old programs, posters, headshots, reviews -- what did I want to archive my life for?
But now I realize how badly I want photos and recordings of this week.