One of the many things my mother loves to hassle me about is texting. Whenever I come home she makes a point of telling me how rude it is to text at the dinner table, on the couch, in the car, etc. I of course thought of my mother upon receiving the media free assignment. However, when I learned she would be taking me to Weston Missouri for a night over the weekend, the homework began to look like a sick joke my mother was playing on me. The cell phone went off when my mother and sister picked me up, and because I left my computer in my apartment, all technology was lost. I immediately began to get the shakes when I couldn’t receive texts or calls telling me how the game went. I had to wait until the evening news to hear about the Jayhawks win against Nebraska. The inability to talk to my friends got even harder as the day went on; I was forced to give my whole attention to my mother and sister. There were no annoying ringtones or sounds of buttons being pushed. I received no guilt trip from my mother, and was actually able to engage myself in conversations that I would have been less interested in if my phone were on. Living without my cell phone or internet is challenging. Of course I missed texting my friends and checking face book every ten minutes, but I found other things to do that could be seen as more productive, or more valuable.