Why I Love My iPod

Is it because I have everything I own that’s not still trapped on tape on a little device that fits in my pocket?

Well, that is cool and why I bought my original MP3 player, but no.

Is it because it’s Apple?

Please.  I may like their products, but I refuse to join the cult.

Is it because I can download pretty much anything from classic rock to jazz to eighties pop and nineties alt?

Well, that does give me a jamgasm, but no.

I love my iPod because, knowing that, whenever the president is on the air any given night, I can slip on my headphones the next day, crank Led Zeppelin up to ear-splitting volumes without disturbing the water-cooler pundits around me as they yack away stupidly about new world orders and the Federal Reserve being a Cylon plot to end humanity and any number of things that don’t really require all three IQ digits (or sometimes even 2 of them) to form an opinion.

And that, my friends, is why I love my iPod.

Now if you’ll excuse me…

Waaaaaaay doooooowwwwn inside!  Woman!   Youuuuuuuuuu neeeeeeeeeed…

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVE!!!!!!