well, friday night I went to a cute little vintage store while waiting for the time to meet some friends for dinner. I wanted to live there. there was just me and the clerk, and he was playing songs like "high hopes," and everything in the store was way cheap. I bought a leopard-print bag for $8, some sexy old pulp novels for $1-3 each, and a pristine little princess phone for $12. he said if it didn't work I could take it back. I haven't yet tried it out, to tell you the goddamn miserable truth. I already had lots of princess phones. I like them. I guess I collect phones. then saturday morning I went and got a cordless so I can talk on the phone while I do dishes. and I noticed that value village was having a half-off-everything sale, so I went in and found one of those sturdy little old boxy phones. a nice white one. it had originally been marked at $4.99, but it had been cut down to $2.99 (presumably because it was missing the curly cord that connects the receiver to the phone). half off that totaled, what $1.50. I have one phone jack and about 12 phones, about half of which work.