And just so I can overload this thing.... Here's your first excerpt. I'm happy with the idea, but I wrote it on the train and was cramped into a seat and unable to expand on everything, but I think it's good meat for something to blow into, oh, say, 500 words....

There are the twitchers and the mumblers and god knows who else. They all congregate here, or else they are following me around or else they are everywhere. It's gotten so it's easy to hide your insanity these days. When everyone has a cell phone, it's tough to know who's having an actual conversation and who's just faking it. Lunatics with hands-free devices walk down the street, talking animatedly and now we don't give them another look except to sigh and fret about the prevalence of personal communication devices and the need for everyone to be talking to someone that's somewhere else, when in fact they're likely talking to someone that's not anywhere at all.
And then my phone rings, or at least I think it does.