Six months without a cell phone, what I’ve learned It was a tuesday night. I was in Paris, France, drinking at Cafe du Canal near République. I commiserated with some fellow comedians after a show. Bantering back and forth we exchanged jokes, sipped drinks, and became ever more inebriated. I took out my iPhone and checked my messages. That’s the last memory I have of my phone. Moments later, the comedians all got up and walked to a pizzeria about a block away. When we got the