iPod World

OK, so my Beloved Darla gave me an iPod last Christmas and my dear friend Deb Bennett chided me for being so excited about it. Deb's exact words: "Well good for you! Reaching out to the 21st Century. Even I've had an iPod for three years."

I'm still loving it. This morning it occurred to me that I may be in some danger of being picked up by a passing squad car since I may give the impression that I'm a cognitively impaired homeless guy while listening to it. I say this because I sometimes involuntarily shout out an artist's name as his or her song hits my ears while I'm strolling down the sidewalk. This morning, while walking to school, I found myself shouting "Tracy Chapman!" when the opening notes of "Give Me One Reason," came pouring out of the little gadget. It was great because I love that song and I had forgotten that it was on my playlist. Then I remembered a similar thing happening yesterday: Just as I was walking into the Cornell Social Science Building I cried out "Bach!" I couldn't help it. At that moment a wonderfully sweet melody of Bach's had started playing, the one that's called "Jesus, You Are So Cool," or something like that.

Deb is right, I should have been doing this years ago.

Footnote: Tracy Chapman - anthropology major extraordinaire.