Ipods, 1979, and Other Magical Things

My iPod is my life.

I have had an iPod since I was in sixth grade, which means I've had an iPod for about 7 years now, which is close to half of my life. Not really, but still.

When I was in sixth grade, a friend of my dad's gave me his iPod because he was getting a new one. It was the second generation 10GB iPod and it looked a lot like this:


It was huge. And, you'll notice, the menu, skip, and play buttons were separate from the scroll wheel. When he gave it to me, it already had a lot of music on it, so I was introduced to some pretty random things, but I had all my own music on there, and I believe this may have been the impetus for my music collecting habits. Anyway, it was pretty amazing, and it lasted me a couple years, but eventually it died. And then I threw it away (why I would do something so ridiculous, I have no idea) and I got a new one for Christmas.

Later, I ended up trading that one with my dad's iPod, but then I lost that one, so I tutored for money and helped buy a refurbished iPod classic that I dubbed "el ipodio coolio" because I'm cool like that. el ipodio coolio served me faithfully for four years (seriously, I could work that thing blindfolded, upside down, and backwards in my sleep). The reason I bring all this up is because my iPod started dying on me a couple of weeks ago, and I can't survive without portable music, so I bought a new iPod.

Meet Rey:


This is the first iPod that I have paid for completely with my own money, so it's kind of a special moment for me. It's also my first iPod touch, so that's kind of fun. I was quite excited when it came in Monday because I wasn't expecting it until today. You can ask Erika, I told her about it twice. Anyway, I finally have a completely working iPod again, and I am a very happy person.

Also, random tip of the day, I was reading reviews of iPod skins online and someone suggested applying a skin using a credit card to put it on so that it goes on evenly. What a genius idea! I wish I would've thought of that or knew about it before now. Anyway...


In other news, I set up a wireless router for our apartment last night. I thought it was going to be way harder than it was. Oh well. You'll be happy to know, our apartment network's name is "Number 4 Privet Drive." (This is when you laugh and say, "You would.")

Also, I watched the most exciting basketball game I've ever seen yesterday . . . and it happened in 1979 between the BYU Cougars and the La Salle Explorers. Yay for ridiculous short basketball shorts, biceps, triple overtime, and four guys fouling out. I love my job.

Work

I love my job, so so much. I love the people I work with, I like what I do, I just love my job.

This might sound weird, but I also absolutely love the building I work in. It's very new and very pretty. Besides being pretty, though, it is also amusing. I hear some interesting sounds while I work and I thought I'd dedicate a blog post to them, just because they amuse me so much.

- currently BYU is working on construction near where the BYU Broadcasting building is. Because of this, at random times in the morning while I work, the building will shake. It will literally rumble in our building. They had to send out an e-mail to everyone to explain it and to assuage concerns. :)

- there is a phone in the big room where I work that does not have a normal ring, instead of a traditional ring or even the BYU cougar noise, it makes an owl hoot. Random? Yes. Entertaining? Yes.

- this fall I work in the mornings and every morning I hear this noise; I'm not quite sure what the noise is, it may be a ringtone or a machine or something else, but it sounds like someone is whistling for a dog. What it really sounds like is Johnny Depp whistling to try and get the dog to bring him the keys when he is locked up, and every morning I turn to see who's whistling and then have to turn back when I realize that no one is actually whistling.

- finally, across from where the captioners work, these two guys work on archiving stuff. At least, I think that's what they're working on. Either way, their work involves this really old machine that works with reels, and this machine makes a very distinctive noise. The best way I can describe it is that it sounds like little, tiny people are pod racing in the ceiling. It makes me smile every time I hear it. :)