It's that time of year again, less than 24 hours from the release of the new iPhone. Most of the "Will I get it on the 25th?" feelings of uncertainty get washed away as these little packages of joy spread across the world. Arrangements get made to make sure their arrival is without disruption, as people take the day off, ask loved ones to be on duty or even divert packages to alternate locations. And then there are the true warriors of the iPhone release. Those who battle on the front lines, lining up at various stores in the dead of night to get their shot. They enjoy the comradery with fellow like-minded soldiers, all the while hiding their competitive concerns over the number of available units. Finally, the pinnacle is reached. You are staring down at a wonderfully simple white box adorned with a vibrant betta. The box is opened and the smell of an overworked Chinese assembler fills the room. Trust that he/she has worked harder than you ever will. After the initial excitement wears off, two groups will form. Those who love their device, unconditionally, and those who are determined to find a flaw. Dead pixels, warm or cool screens, yellow blotches, bendiness, camera alignments, battery life... on and on, almost hoping they can coin the next #gate phrase. Is it pink? Copper-esque? Pictures and reports will begin to flood the forums and social media. Videos will surface of people getting paid to commit horrendous acts against iPhones; dropping them, putting them in a blender, shooting them with a Glock etc. The day is nigh, my friends. Happy iPhone Eve.