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When ipods first hit the scene really big (at least for me, the tech head), it was long about 2003. I had heard about the ipod, so I got one. It was really cool, but I am not so much into music; I like KOMA radio station in Oklahoma City (home of the oldies). I didn't really need an ipod, so I gave it to son Bo.
Bo became an addict. He was always hanging around with that ipod playing it too loud into his tender little ear drums. I gave him research on it, threatened him, etc. He had a quite extensive collection. He got an even bigger and better ipod for some birthday or xmas or something; it was a video ipod. And, when it suddenly disappeared with his nifty batman ipod protector; we were frantic. Bo couldn't sleep at night without his ipod; he was bereft. After whining and crying and a birthday, he got a new video ipod. We were kinda ticked about whoever "took" his ipod and looked upon strangers with a suspcious eye.
Long about two-three months later, Bo's ipod turned up... it had fallen into the deep recesses of his father's easy chair. All I could see was the outrageous amount of money we had spent on the demonic device. But, being ever thrifty (yeah, right), I took on the ipod.
And, that's where this story takes a huge UTURN. Who would have known that the ipod was such a handy little device. I like the little ear buds. They defy gravity and just sort of hang in your ear and don't heat you up like those head phone kind of ear phones nor irritate your tender little ear canals like those ear phones that dart into your ear spaces. The sound is wonderful. But more importantly, I can listen to books on tape, listen to only the music I love (Beatles and Bread and Barry White are totally there to bring my mood up) and most importantly I can make any moment unaccounted for in my frenetic life become a meaningful time.
And, the video ipod is just totally hip. I can watch videos, podcasts, movies... and my latest foray into hipness--- wait for it--- you know it's coming--- SOUTH PARK. Oh my gosh, it's not a child's cartoon; it's a cartoon for adults. It's a social commentary; it's totally intriguing. I ordered up (from Itunes) all the episodes. I discuss it with my friends. I love South Park; I am probably going to hell.
I got this cool new thing called myvue... which is this hip looking sunglass-earphone setup where you can watch your video ipod like it was a large screen tv. I am mesmerized.
One day, I got in my car and drove to my neighborhood 7-11 for my 80% coffee, 10% french vanilla cappuccino, 10% cream coffee. I had picked my ipod up on the way to the store but had not used it yet (5 minutes from home to there on the way to work). When I got back out to my car, I couldn't find the ipod. I drove back home... no 30 minute drive to work for me without my ipod. It was no where. I frantically drove back to the 7-11. It hadn't been turned in. I was broken hearted. Some sly devil had come upon my ipod and made off with it.
On the way to work, I whined and cried and called everyone with the traumatic news. I was working summer school to pay for the new floor in my office and now to also pay for my replacement ipod. I felt terrible that I had been so cavalier about Bo's ipod and made him suffer through weeks of an absent ipod. I got on the internet and went to apple.com and ordered up my bigger better, badder ipod... 80 gigs of a video ipod with my name and telephone number engraved on the back.
And, then I got the call from hubby Pat. He had found the ipod in my bed. (Huh?) I didn't cancel my new ipod... I mean it was so totally rad and I had even gotten a hot pink cover.
Bo's girlfriend, Courtney, now has my old ipod. Me and my ipod. You gotta have one to know what I am talking about.
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