Personally, I don’t practice Lent but I think that everyone else should. Especially all of my friends who continuously sit across from me at dinner with their blackberry planted prominently on the table. Almost as if they were making a statement that they’ll entertain my company but as soon as someone more important calls, e-mails, or sends a text message, they have to go.

And it’s not even that they’re expecting an important call. It’s like they’re waiting to talk to anyone but me. And the funny thing is that I should be angry at them for being rude and disrespectful, but the truth is that I’m secretly jealous, that their little fucking phone is more important than I am.

So for Lent this year, instead of people deciding to quit smoking, sex, or big gulp slurpies, I’d like to suggest that they abstain from their crackberries.

For forty days and nights, I want them to sever their hand held link to the outside world and do away with the needless text messages and interrupting phone calls.

But sadly, I think most of them would find it easier to quit smoking.

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