Blackbird With the Blackberry

As my padre was telling me a story, I drifted into a fantasy world which ended with a very profound question that needed immediate attention: Was I due for an upgrade on my phone plan? I apologized to my padre for not paying attention and I explained to him the depth of my question and he said the most magical words known to my little tympanic membranes (well...pinnas to be exact): you should get a blackberry. Now, surprisingly, that had never crossed my mind. But once the words escaped his mouth, I was on a mission. Needless to say, 24 hours later, I am the proud owner of a new pink blackberry pearl. Some might ask: what does she need a blackberry for? She's only going to be a musician, not a businesswoman. And my answer is: I need a blackberry because my padre is telling me to grow up (take that). And musicians are business people as well--don't sleep on us. Blessing the world with our talents is a BIG business. All this to say that the blackbird is happy with her blackberry. She shall sing in the dead of night...and check her email at the same time.