Today is a good day to dive.
Unfortunately, it is a bad day for cell phones. I dropped the Pre.
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It was a nice sunrise, and I thought it would be a great picture to kick off the day trip north to get some abalone. But it was early, and I was under-caffeinated, and... whatever... I watched it fall in slow motion. 12 stories. To gravel. The back and battery flew apart and the screen shattered.
It is seriously dead.
UPDATE: Not quite so seriously as I thought. Unbelievably, I was able to receive calls after snapping the battery and back together. Still useless for anything else as the screen is gone.
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