My day started off on a sour note. I was making my commute to work down 87 when I noticed the lack of bulge in my pocket (I’d make a joke but that would be too easy). I immediately panicked and started sweating like a pig. I forgot my cell phone.

I didn’t have the luxury of turning around to get it. I live in Saratoga and didn’t notice the love of my life, I mean, cell phone, was missing until I was approaching the Twin Bridges.

That’s when reality set in. There is a very good chance I won’t survive the day. Honestly, is there anything worse than going a whole day without your cell phone? Well, yeah… cancer, aids, kidney stones, dead babies, world hunger, war. But seriously, other than those things, nothing sucks worse, right?