Living with Envy

So on Sunday afternoon Jenn and I took off to hang out with my sister and brother-in-law. They are now the only members of the immediate family who do not live in Fresno (which is probably a sad commentary on my family, though I'm not sure if it's sad for them or sad for us that we all still live in Fresno). Anyway, because I have developed into an amazing "iVangelist" I have converted my sister, brother, and mother-in-law to using macs. There's even a rumor floating around that my dad (a die hard PCer) is dipping his toe into the mac world. Now, I'll make this short because I am not nearly this dorky to post about computers two days in a row (no offense to anyone who may love these posts or have their own blog dedicated to macs. I love you and think you're great, but I'm just not that guy). The trouble is that while my family is living in this beautiful world, which Steve Jobs has created for them, I am forced to sit and enviously play with their toys until I get one of my own. I call this, "Photo Booth in Envy."