
You learn the darndest things when you go to wedding shows. I got married about nine months ago, and when I went to register for china at William Ashley – the biggest china shop in Toronto – I had to tote around a clipboard for writing down what I wanted. In fact, one time I was holding a brown clipboard, and the manager at the store got his panties in a bunch because it wasn’t the transparent plastic kind, and it looked uncouth. Seriously.
Fast-forward one year, and William Ashley has grown by leaps and bounds. Rather than a clipboard, they’re using the Nokia 770 internet tablet. You can write down what you want and it automatically updates your registry in real time. While you wait for your spouse-to-be to stop ogling the silverware, you can check your e-mail and surf to your heart’s content. I wouldn’t suggest looking at porn, lest your future marriage partner get as angry as a bull in a… well, you know.
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