Filed under: Tech
Actually, no, it’s not a giant key. It’s the brand new 3rd generation iPod Shuffle (I meant the one on the left. The one on the right is a giant key…), and I never understood why they call this the Shuffle, and the larger one, the Nano. I mean, look at the thing - it’s puny! Which means you won’t know it’s there, which means you’ll leave it in the pants you threw into the washing machine, or in that gap between the seats in the bus. Just imagine going to the lost and found at the bus interchange…
Idiot: “Hey, have you seen my MP3 player?”
Customer Service Officer: “What does it look like?”
Idiot: “It has no buttons…”
CSO: “Oh, it was here somewhere. I must have lost it…”
And yup, it doesn’t even have buttons anymore. It just has a switch on top to select between off, shuffle, and play in order. The rest of the controls are on a small bar along the earbud wire, which allows the player itself to be just about as tiny as my ability to chat girls up.
Which is why I still love my iPod Classic…
Filed under: Ramblings
It’s recess week, and I’m still afloat! Still alive, and not trying to impale myself with sharp objects. What’s more, I actually got a bit of a break this weekend. After 5 long days of nothing but work, I’ve gotten myself to sit back, and do nothing for 2 whole days. Which end in 10 minutes…
And like most girls, I naturally spent my break going shopping. Except I’m not a girl… Anyway, I went to Ikea yesterday and got myself a rug for underneath the drumset, to keep it from sprouting legs and running away from me while I’m playing. While I was there, I took the opportunity to get myself a rat too. It’s white, machine-washable, and very fat, which makes it really nice to squeeze. I know it’s all very random, but so is the box of lego I bought last week. It’s a model of a mail plane (yes, mail, not male…) that’s quite fat, but not so nice to squeeze.
So in 10 minutes time, the fun ends, and the work continues. 5 tests lined up in the next 10 days, one of which I’d just learnt of this afternoon. Hopefully, it all ends well, but I’m not betting on that.
