A couple weeks ago, when my parents were here for Easter, my mother saw my new iPod sitting on an end table in my living room. She asked if I still had my old one, and could she have it?
Well, what are you going to say? No, you may have spent tens of thousands raising me but you can't have my old iPod? Of course not. So even though my plan was to use it as my workout iPod so that if I dropped it while running, I didn't bust up my good one, the new plan became giving it to her.
Still, the original problem -- that new iPods do not come with a charger brick, dock or cables -- would be an expensive quandary if I gave up the whole package. So I told her to give me a couple weeks to figure out a way for her to be able to charge it since she wasn't getting the dock or the power brick.
I had an extra firewire cable laying around, so I ultimately gave her that, and took it home this weekend to give it away.
Painful, man, to reformat that thing and change the name from "Suck it Trebek" to "Mom's iPod", and to delete 8,247 songs and replace them with all 114 songs from her massive library. Plus most of those 114 were country music and other junk that never reared its ugly head on that iPod when I had it. Big & Rich? Kenny Chesney? Come on. Never happened on mine, I tell you.
Interestingly, though, Usher/Lil Jon's "Yeah" was in there. Seems she let Janell's 10-year old sister download some songs to burn a CD. Thankfully it was the clean version. Even still, 10-year olds running around talking clean crunk is probably not the best idea ever, beaten only by 10-year olds running around talking dirty crunk.
So, the iPod engraved "I got a fever, and the only Rx is more cowbell. -Tom '03" is no more. It now resides in northwest Iowa, relegated to treadmill duty playing Jesse McCartney, the hits of Radio Disney, one random crunk song and about 100 country songs from artists like Big & Rich.
By the way, I get it that their song "Coming to your city" was the ESPN College GameDay theme this year. Telling me that over and over again will not make it any cooler to me. Just because ESPN promotes it does not automatically make it cool -- I'm too independant-thinking for that. Hell, if I drank that Kool-Aid, I'd think Stephen A. Smith was a genius. And that's so unbelievably stupid it literally should not be believed. Good lord.
And yes, if I seem whiny today, well, I am. I'm more than a little pissed that, for the first time since college, the Twins are done 1/6 of the way into the season. The White Sox are better than them, and so are the Indians and even the Tigers. And they barely beat the Royals! They're terrible, folks. And to not even give any effort yesterday, just atrocious. I'm paying $33 a month to watch this crap? For another five months?
You'd be whiny too. Jeez.
You bet.
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