RIP, mobile phone . . .

In case any of ye socks have been trying to reach yours truly via his much-coveted mobile phone number, I must warn you that technology has failed us all this fine summer day.

So far, our friends at SprintNextel have been unable to revive my dead cell phone.

We've not given up all hope, mind you. But, a replacement has been ordered from their fancy warehouse up in Atlanta, and should arrive "no later than Friday."

In the mean time, "old-fashioned" email might be the best way to stay in touch . . .