So I'm runnin crazy at work, and one of my employees tells me my wife is on the phone for me. I pick up, and she's all frantic and babblin...can't understand her. I get worried, and tell her to slow down and breathe. "I dropped it in the toilet babe...I'm so sorry!" "Eh...dropped what in the toilet?" I ask. "My phone! I was brushing my hair and listening to my voicemails...and it slipped out of my hand...omg omg what do I do!" So...I pause, and it's my turn to take a deep breath. I'm cursin her out in my mind, for sure...I wanna say: "This is why I get all the cool toys, and you get the hand-me-downs babe!! WTF?!" Instead I get into action-mode. "Ok...first off open that puppy up, and take out the battery and sim / sd cards. Give it a good shake, get all that water outta there." "I'm so sorry honey..." Still panicking "It's all good" I say through clenched teeth "ok what next?" I walk her through blotting it dry on the surface...spreading it all out on a towel, then tell her to get her hair dryer out. She goes to town with a no heat setting for about 30 mins...hittin each and every nook and cranny. "Ok...now go pour some rice on a plate in an even layer, and lay the phone on top of it." I instruct. "Huh? What-the-hell-you-talkin-about hon?" Her response "Just trust me on this" "Ok...I'm really sorry." All timidlike I get home a few hours later, and touch it all off with a compressed air canister to be sure. Put it together again and press the power button.... And there's that lovely sideways Android Logo. A few reboots later to make sure, all is well. The wife hugs me in relief and asks... "Are you still gonna get me the NookColor for Christmas?" I went outside for a smoke.