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I like that whenever I've buried my cell phone under the piles of books and papers on my floor or left it in the pocket of a forgotten jacket, I can just give it a call to find out where it is.

I find myself wishing I could call everything in my life. My room is messy enough that my phone bills would be astronomical as I telephoned my keys, my day planner, my 502 coursepack and my spare change.

What the hell is the number for my tweezers?

srah - Thursday, 8 April 2004 - 3:26 PM
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gravatar Smuj - April 8, 2004 - 3:47 PM -

I'm glad I'm not the only one that does that.

gravatar Urs - April 8, 2004 - 5:23 PM -

I have that wish too

gravatar Matthew the Old - April 8, 2004 - 6:23 PM -

Some day you might be able to do this, or at least be able to use a tracking device (similar to a metal detector) that would tell you where something is. This is a wild extension of RFID tags, which normally are [or will be] like powered, active versions of barcodes, but having individual numbers (instead of the same number for every pair of pink socks one might have...). Walmart is very excited about RFID...

but it sucks when you don't have any other phone in your house/apt. with which to summon your cellphone... like me :(

gravatar ilgondo - April 8, 2004 - 9:05 PM -

Sure calling your cell is all hunky dory until your cell phone battery dies :(

gravatar MikeH - April 8, 2004 - 10:50 PM -

Psh, I'm glad I can't call my pen, cause then I'd feel even stupider when I realize it's right in my hand

gravatar katie - April 12, 2004 - 1:35 PM -

Hehe.

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