Certain to become its own verb like “google” and “tivo”, I have begun working on a conjugation having, along with my girlfriend Linda, joined the ranks of the 22,000,000 persons with little white strings dangling from our ears. The iPod is so amazing that one should buy one just to reward the brains and vision that created its dazzling design and overwhelming technology. At this moment, lacking a firewire, I am loading our son and daughter-in-law’s CD collection into iTunes on our old Powerbook one CD at a time. From there we import the songs to the iPod in a process that is nearly seamless. It is a bit labor intensive to do it this way but I am deriving other benefits. My computer is on the third floor, some twenty-three steps from the first floor. With each album taking about twenty minutes to load on my G-3, I figure I can do more than twenty albums a day. Twenty trips to the top floor is more steps than we took the other day to climb the Bunker Hill Monument. iPodexercise. It’s not necessary to load all these CDs yourself. You can hire it out. Call a company like iRip, they send you a special box. You select your CDs and mail them with your iPod to iRip and for about a $1 per CD they will take care of loading your iPod for you. This could get expensive if you have a large collection. Besides, loading them yourself keeps you in touch with the breadth and depth of Apple’s accomplishment. You can do a number of interesting things with the iPod. We bought the 30gb iPod Photo which will also warehouse our digital photos for quick viewing or playing on our TV. We also added an iTalk microphone that attaches to the top of the unit. This turns your iPod into a tape recorder. The suggestion is that you can use it to take dictation, make verbal notes, etc. We actually got it to record baby noises and baby talk. It works great. Some are concerned about the explosion of listening devices. Political commentator Andrew Sullivan, a self-confessed iPod cult member, is worried and wrote about it in the Sunday Times asking the question,
“Does the proliferation of white wired ones forebode the end of society?” Recently, he reports, he forgot to take his iPod on a trip. At first, “Panic. But then something else. I noticed the rhythms of others again, the sound of the airplane, the opinions of the cabby, the small social cues that had been obscured before. I noticed how others related to each other. And I felt just a little bit connected again. And a little more aware. Try it. There's a world out there. And it has a soundtrack all its own.”
Well, yeah. But not everyone goes around plugged in all the time. And, besides, I don’t wish to hear the sound of an airplane again as long as I live. It is unbelievably cool that you can have a huge library of music, books and personal recordings in your shirt pocket, easily retrievable and playable anywhere. How great is it? Before the day is out I will have captured a nearly complete collection of Beatles albums. A hard day’s night, but worth it. Around here they’re calling me grandpod. Or, my street name—gPod.
You are cute!
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