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Last night, as I was packing for my Little Trip (Washington DC and Sarasota FL -- the BIG trip is to Peru later this month), I couldn't find my phone. My new phone, the Nexus 4, and now my only phone, since the iPhone finally wet the bed permanently. Nowhere -- not in the jacket pocket where it travels, not tethered to the computer where it lives at home, not in my bags, not in the car. I panicked enough to ask bigjohnsf to call me in the desperate hope that I would hear it. No dice. Well, I'm still going, I thought, I'll just buy a cheap throwaway when I get to DC. And who calls me anyway?
And then I went to bed, and dreamt of fighting the hot/cold monster boss of the Snow Temple in Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks. I woke up around 1:00 AM and looked at the Nintendo 3DS XL on my nightstand, plugged in to its proprietary charger. "No, 3DS XL," I told it, "I'm not taking you on this trip. I'd do nothing but play games, and I need to memorize my lines for the Provoked Wife." Then I went back to sleep and dreamed about Grunka Lunkas from Futurama.
Around 3:00 AM, I woke again, needing to use the bathroom. I got out of bed, and took one step in the dark, and WHAM, something hit my foot. I turned on the light, and saw that I'd nearly tripped on the charger cord for the 3DS XL, and the 3DS XL had been propelled under the bed. I reached under to grab it -- and it was sitting directly on top of the missing phone.
I'm still not taking the 3DS XL. I'm grateful, of course, but I still need to memorize my lines.