Daniel Von Fange

Life, Code, and Cool Stuff



“Hey Phone-head,” shouted the boy after I’d chased him around a little bit. His parents were moving and I was helping. “Phone-head, phone-head, phone-head!”

I was puzzled, why “Phonehead”? I’d not even pulled out my Treo, nor touched a phone in his sight. A few hours later when everything but the couch was into the new house, I was enlightened. My new nickname was apparently “Bonehead!”