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December 31, 2005
Do You Hear What I Hear?
The Christmas gift take this year has been particularly dramatic. The night before Christopher and I left on our annual holiday trip to the Frozen East, he unveiled his gift to me: a gorgeous white 40 GB iPod. This thing has enough memory to hold our entire music collection and still have gigabytes to spare. Did you hear that? OUR ENTIRE MUSIC COLLECTION. That choir of angels you hear is the sound of a new era dawning at our house.
When we arrived at my parents' place in West Virginia on Christmas Day, I watched my brother Todd open a gift my Mom, my sister and I had gone in on together: a sleek little 2GB iPod nano. This thing is so sexy that I was treating it like a religous icon when I opened it up to load it with music for him before we left. He looked sufficiently shocked and awed. Go me!
Not long after, I opened up a gift from Mom, Dad, my sister, AND her husband. For those of you playing at home, many names on the tag means a big deal present.
It was a stupifyingly cool 30GB black VIDEO iPod -- with my name engraved on the back. You heard me right: it was a three iPod Christmas. Perhaps you have already experienced this phenomenon in years past, but we are relatively late adopters of technology. Neither C'pher or I had any inkling that my family would go for such a gift, and so hadn't thought to compare gift notes.
Far from being disappointed, C'pher was excited that, in essence, HE now actually owned his own iPod. We've already started to make plans to use this device as our de-facto jukebox. I've already downloaded my first video (a free copy of the great SNL video from a couple weeks back called "Lazy Weekend" starring Chris Parnell and Andy Samberg rapping about going out to see "The Chronic...(what?)...cles of Narnia), and will keep all stakeholders informed of my attempts to find iPorn. Watch this space.
Oh, and it plays music, too.
Aside from gorgeous ornaments, fantastic and soon-to-be-digitized CDs, bakeware galore, and some great after-Christmas sale clothing, the most notable addition to our home after Les Pods has to be our Roomba. Yes, we're now the proud owners of a little round, red jobbie that will be sweeping up for us when we leave for work each day, leaving more time for us to take over the world... er, I mean blog.
Those visiting our sumptuous digs will please comment on the new cleanliness of our floors so we can say, "Oh, no need for compliments. After all... robots like Roomba have no feelings. Roomba! Come over here and sweep up those crumbs and be quick about it!" Having learned nothing from Ray Bradbury or Rod Serling, we will soon find ourselves trapped in a world we didn't make, fighting off our mechanical overlords while trying to get closer to newcomer Keanu Reeves. Sounds like an OK future to me, as long as I get to have my new iPod.
Posted by kyle at December 31, 2005 1:59 PM
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Just wait until your iPod starts giving you orders: "Kyle, make me some biscuits, download episodes of Joey, bring me virgins for sacrifice."
Happy New Year!
Posted by: Nicole at January 1, 2006 1:28 PM