I'm never one to shy away from admitting when I'm wrong.

Remember a few months ago when I railed against those "Where You At?" Boost Mobile commercials, asserting that no urban youths would be openly gay enough to want to keep track of each other? Refresh your memories.

I officially stand corrected. Walking through Central Square on my way to my mani/pedi, I was stuck behind an agitated urban youth yelling into his phone, "Where you at, dawg? Where you at?"

Clearly, this could have been avoided with the purchase of a Boost Mobile phone featuring creepy GPS (or Cree-PS, as it is now to be known) system.

I am so out of touch with the young people. They still wear parachute pants, right?