Best way to roast the broomstick. Must try. Five Stars.

Phone War

  • ugh. I really don’t like the photo quality of camera phones.

    While it seems like it might be fun to have the option of someone’s pic pop up when they are calling you, trying to use the camera function in place of a ‘real’ camera is just … well…
    not pleasant.

  • sorry, popping, not pop

    me speak good.

  • Teresa

    cell phones bring pain. just don’t.

  • Dang Cold…

    I’m so not first…

  • I love the graininess (is that a word?) of those phone photos. It reminds me of some black and white film I bought in Prague. How I wish I could get more of that film!

    Wow, how did I start talking about myself? Looks like it was a fun morning!

  • Just think, with a cellphone you could call people from ANY TOILET IN THE WORLD!

  • Maeby

    I thought it was someone toking up… before i read the bottom i mean. heck yes

  • wendyinBC

    Maybe everone’s sleeping off their anal-filled Friday night.

  • Ha! Anal-filled.

  • Em

    She looks so determined!

  • “I make cellphone calls every day with a ‘Dooce branded phone’.”

  • wendyinBC

    wow..there’s only been 26 commenters..usually by this time the Dooce is up to 100ish..I guess Heather’s figured out how to make us all be very, very quiet…mention ANAL SEX…

  • With all the recent fame ( and hopefully fortune) you may need to avoid the cell phone. Good call Dooce.

  • Yay…fighting!

  • …I agree with the comment mentioned above about waiting. They probably have something all designed and ready to go that trumps anything and everything else. But, of course, they’re waiting for what’s “new” to sell and then the next version will be released.

    Cynical? A bit..

    But anyway, interesting picture!

  • I’ve been torn over whether or not to get a cell phone with a camera. The thought alone is tempting, but I have a camera. Several actually… yet the cell phone cameras call out to me.

    I’m not a big cell phone talker. It makes me uncomfortable. Somehow, if I could take pictures, it seems to me it would make up for the lack of talking on the cell phone.

    I don’t know.

  • Mir

    Hmmm, I’m hard-pressed to determine which looks more sinister: Beth’s face, or the perspective-enlarged camera-gripping fingers in the left of the frame. Eeeek!

  • Cristin

    good point, sweetny, she almost looks mean.

  • Gia

    I love how your last post (the one about the anal..) was right beside a Google ad for Mormon Stories.

    I’m all about the humour…

  • 16th? Wow what the hell is up with all the first comments? It’s just as worse here as is over at /. (eh. maybe not)

  • 8th, 9th … don’t mind, just a pleasure to be here.

  • I agree with Jennifer in KC – wait until they come out with one that had better quality. (that being said the above picture is pretty good!)

  • Joana

    Sorry, I meant “little”, obviously. Give us more Leta, okay?

  • this may very well be the only picture ever taken of beth that manages to make her look sinister.

    no mean feat, spanky.

  • I love taking random pictures with my phone.

  • I concur with the nightvisionness. Are they in Special Ops or something? I kind of like it though. It makes Dooce and Beth look dangerous.

  • Cristin

    Dear Dang,

    heh heh heh


  • Joana

    Where’s the Litle Lady? We want more Leta, lots of her! 🙂

  • scary…

  • Whoa, Beth looks kind of evil there.

  • Jen

    Cell phones are like annoying kids in restaraunts. When you see them, you say to yourself, “My kids will never be like that.”
    But then you have kids and realize that they’re just like that, or get a cell phone and find yourself calling someone because you just had to tell something you didn’t get to five minutes ago when you were eating lunch together.
    (I lied, I was 4th.)

  • I always love Camera Wars

  • Jen


  • Red


  • Whoa. Is that a nightvision phone?

    Wait ’til Nikon makes a camera phone, Heather. That’ll be the one for you.

  • claire

    me first, or not

  • Marcia

    love the pictures

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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