Oh gloriously happy day, an old friend was just brought back from the dead. My new MacBook has roused my little old school pink iPod mini from at least five years of sleep. It took a few tries, I didn’t think it was going to happen, but then it lit back to life. Talk about time capsule. This baby is filled with all the wondrous stuff I listened to in college– Drop it like it’s hot, anyone?
Okay, I did not just admit to that, there are plenty of songs I’d rather take credit for having on there, as well as some impressively intellectual podcasts (what in the world was I thinking?), but for some reason it’s the rap I’m sitting here reliving. Laid back. I can feel my feet hitting the dirt trails in Davis, rocking out on my afternoon runs across never-ending ag fields with my high-tech, pink iPod mini fastened to my side.
Now I just feel cool that I have one that still works. Like, you have an iPod touch or one of those new iPod classics that fits 40,000 songs? Well, I have a pink iPod mini! And it works! Who is the cool one now? This little discovery is going to make for much better travels in the coming weeks– space for audiobooks galore! (And, all those glorious rap songs.)
Happy Friday, indeed.