On Friday, I had mentioned to a number of people that I had lost my phone, so I'd only be in contact via e-mail unless I found it.
Friday night, I made it home late (I had taken the train from San Mateo) and had settled in to watch TV. I was sitting on the cushion on the floor in our living room.
Then, all of a sudden, I felt my butt vibrating.
I reached under the cushion, pulled out the phone, and answered it:
Me: Hello?And then I ambled up to the Noc Noc where we celebrated the finding of my phone.
Camden: You found your phone!
Me: Yeah! I was sitting on it.
Camden: Cool! Let's go drinking!