As I mentioned in my last update, a large part of August was dedicated to celebrating my Dad's 50th birthday. Well, my Mom's birthday gift to my Dad was an Ipod. Now, if you know me at all, you know I get way too excited over electronic gadgets. (Insert you own dildo joke here.) I get even more excited if the gadget happens to play music. I've been in awe of the Ipod since they first came out, but since I've always had a crappy computer, I never got one. I had never had my hands on an Ipod until I saw Dad's and all I can say is "Wow!". This thing is amazing.
When the Ipod arrived, I had the pleasure of opening it up and playing with it before Mom gave it to Dad. OK, I know that sounds tacky that I used Dad's gift before he opened it, but there were reasons. See, the plan was to give the Ipod to him right before we went to Vegas, so Mom wanted it to be ready and loaded up so Dad could use it on the plane. Also, Dad is totally lazy about using stuff. He doesn't care to learn how to work things. He just wants someone else to get it ready so he can just use it. This is why I started hooking up Mom and Dad's VCRs at a very early age and why I continue to be their personal wonk every time they buy something new that requires hooking up. They're pathetic. So, since I knew I'd be doing all the work anyway, it made more sense to tinker with the Ipod before Dad knew about it. I needed time to master the inner-workings of the Ipod so I could teach Dad the bare basics he would want to know.
Anyway, when I took the Ipod out of the box, I had the most over-the-top reaction to a gadget ever. I was so excited that I got light headed and dizzy. My heart was pounding and I was shaking. Seriously, the Ipod is THAT cool. (Or maybe it's just that I'm THAT much of a dork.) I really must have one of my own. It's the greatest gadget ever invented.
Yay, wasn't that a fun time-killer? Have a lovely day.
Bonus Commentary!!! - Ok, I just went back and proofread this (half-assed, of course) and it sounded really dirty. I don't know how that happened, but I did some editing and toned it down. I probably should have kept the dirty version because it was funny. Sadly, it was too disturbing and I had to clean it up. Here's an example. The first draft contained the following comments, "I had never had my hands on one until I saw Dad's and all I can say is "Wow!". This thing is amazing." EEEEEEWWWWWWWW. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm need to call my therapist.