My friend Lindsey’s butt broke her phone today. I have a feeling she’s not alone in the ‘butt causing phone destruction’ situation. I too have a cracked screen. But we got to talking… we miss home phones. I think about them a lot. Yes, that’s right, I think about owning a big ole telephone and having a home phone line. Weird, maybe. But hear me out… sometimes cellphones are really annoying. People call or text you all the time and expect an immediate response. Like because I have this communication device with me at most times, I’m supposed to answer at all times. I miss the days of memorizing phone numbers, prank calling, screaming “i’ll get it.” Don’t get me wrong, I love my iPhone and all it’s stupid games, and instagram and alright, a billion other things. But I wouldn’t mind shoving it in a drawer sometimes and having a good long chat on a big chunky cordless (click on that to see a semi related image… of a big hunky man.) Would you?