Dude Digs iPod

An ode to the Pod:

For some time, therefore, I have been eyeing the iPod with a wary desire. It is beautiful and clever, holding thousands of songs in magical digital form within its sleek, pristine loveliness. There is a nifty wheely control and it glows warmly when you touch its buttons. It is small and perfectly formed. Kylie in tablet form.

And yet, I was scared of commitment. The iPod’s initial incarnation – the 10GB model – held something like 2,000 songs. This is only 200 CDs which really isn’t that many; the 15GB isn’t that much of an advancement. And then along came the 30GB model – smoother, sleeker, sexier still. Resistance was futile. I gave up and gave in. I will never look back.

My Ipod is transporter technology, a rescue remedy that drowns out the world. When you see someone on the street, white buds in their ears, it’s a thrill to know that they are part of the brotherhood. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that my iPod has changed my life…. [Guardian]

You can buy yours right now and change your life, or whatever.