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OK, so you've been warned. I try to keep my posts at a G or PG level, because MY kids at least read them, but sometimes something's just too funny not to post about.
I think my iPod is sexually frustrated.
Seriously.
I got on a CD kick last fall, so the poor thing sat, charge slowly dying, on the bookshelf in my bedroom. Unused. Untouched. Unnoticed.
Then, this spring, I decided I missed my iPod, so I took it down and plugged it in.
It took a really, really long time for it to, uh, get charged up. And then it lost it's, uh, charge really, REALLY fast. And then it took a long time to get charged up again.
But, finally, with much patience, I got my iPod to the point where it would hold a charge and actually be functional.
And I think it wants more, now!
As I drove to work today, it was on shuffle, and I kid you not, played the following songs, in order:
- No Sex, by Alex Chilton
- Sex (I'm a....), by Berlin, the extended version, no less
- Sodomy, from Hair, and
- Tempted, by Squeeze
Apparently I should pay more attention to the poor thing, and maybe go buy it a nice present. I'm thinking a nice new skin, or some expensive earphones, perhaps....
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