So I’m wading through the water of our undeveloped lakeshore removing weeds with my awesome new AWE (Aquatic Weed Extractor) this afternoon and realize that I had left my cell phone in my (now underwater) shorts pockets.
The phone is drying on the kitchen counter. I heard somewhere if you dry these things out completely sometimes the circuits still work. I don’t know where I heard that, but faith is easy when you’re desperate. Pray for the phone, people.
Once again, the life of a rural Minnesota lake dweller collides with the electronic devices of a modern technocrat.
PS: Don’t call the cell.
Ya know, Aaron, I dun heard ’bout dis guy who cut his ear off wit’ his cell phone. It was a Razr. 🙂