you would think that the one or two times I drive a week (mostly solo) would make it easy to figure out whose phone this is. (found under passenger's seat) Two people come to mind. The phone is dead (who knows how long it's been there?) so I can't turn it on to find any clues- although i may have an adaptable charger. Time for class, though, so sorry to the owner that must wait another day! (now my mind is running wild- I had left a window rolled down overnight last week- what if someone has a grudge against me and planted the phone there w/ an explosive in it to go off in so many days? haha or is that just in movies?

Update: I was able to charge the phone, and scrolled through names such as 'Ap,' 'Borden' and 'Citi.'  I found myself in there and eventually, "me."  The area code looked familiar, but I knew it wasn't this corner of the country.  I then scrolled through my own phone until I found the match.  At first I thought it was a friend's husband, but that made no sense.  Then, I remembered.  He was the guy I met on that hot day returning from the airport that I met at  White Stripes concert later that night.  Unfortunately, it appears I did not blog about that!  How is that possible?  I'm browsing now... anyway, I called the guy (he is in another state- and had only come to town that time for the concert) and he happens to be coming to town tomorrow!  I'll be downtown tomorrow afternoon, so we'll meet up.  He suggested lunch, but I'll be hanging out w/ a guy, so that might be strange.
OK, so I hadn't blogged about it.  It was fun. :)  He's one of those guys that are worth meeting even in passing.  Gives insight into life & has energy.  It was with him & his friend that I've had the only beer that was decent. and was able to enjoy a really loud concert.