Snug as a bug

My ipod bit the big one on Thursday. It tried to respond to my commands, but it was definitely sick. Internal mechanisms clunked around and all it could do was display this frownie face (that I ripped off of the apple ipod support page to show you). To add insult to injury, my computer at work has not yet been fixed from being fixed (you know how reinstalling Windows goes), so it would play no music or sounds of any kind. I was stuck working in silence all day! I hate quiet!

When I got home I pored through apple's ipod support pages. Sad ipod face means that you need to restore your ipod. Wipe it clean and start anew. That, however, requires connecting it to your computer, and my ipod was so sick the computer refused to acknowledge it. After a valient effort, I managed to put it into disk mode, but my computer would still have nothing to do with it. Sigh.

I decided to treat this crisis with all the seriousness due an ailing family member. Instead of going to lab yesterday, I took the invalid in to the apple store in Sacramento. (It had to be yesterday, since I will not go to a mall on a weekend if I can help it. I will, and did, go to lab on a Saturday, so it evens out.) The "genius" at the apple store declared it to be a terminal case; she couldn't get a computer to consort with it either. I circuited the mall mulling over my options. There were 3, of which I really only considered 2: (1) I could have apple repair it, in which case they would trade an identical (several generations old) ipod for it. This "trade" would cost me $240. Or (2) I could just buy a new, bigger, fancier ipod. Choice 2 also ran at $240 (before tax) since I managed to swing a 20% discount (10% for recycling the old ipod + 10% education discount). Making do without an ipod, even temporarily, wasn't even considered. In the 20 months since Jenny gave it to me for Christmas, it has become an integral part of my life. (Remember that whole not liking silence thing? And listening to the radio or cds on my computer is much less appealing. I hate being tethered, by the head no less, to the cpu. I always forget and hurt myself...)

Cost benefit analysis favored getting a new ipod. I got a new ipod. A new ipod that has a color display, holds 10gigs more, and that can be used as a venue for showing off my photography. Welcome to the family, new ipod!

Of course, it's sad that the old ipod died since that one was a gift from my sister. So I pledge each and every one of you with thinking fondly of that old ipod and of my sister every time you see an ipod. All ipods will now become tributes to the one that got away and to the greatest sister!

I wonder what went wrong. Maybe I was a bad ipod-mommy? I knitted an ipod cozy for Jenny, but never for my own ipod. Maybe it caught a chill in my frigidly cold lab and died of pneumonia? Eek! Well, I'm not taking any chances with this ipod! I whipped up a cozy for it last night. Isn't it faboo?! And just check out my snazzy new ipod displaying a picture of Jenny's ipod's cozy while peeking out from its own! Surf on over to my photo album to see the closed view.

Are you lusting after my ipod cozies? Just so you know, I take commissions. Do you have an ipod or anything else that needs cozying? (Don't dare respond with anything dirty.) Just send me the dimensions and any particular requirements, and I'll get right on it!