The Foo Weather Report

I thought my iPod was for sure dead after it got soaked in a pool of spilled Diet Peach Snapple on the way back to Las Vegas from the Hoover Dam. Its behavior was haywire and it didn’t respond to anything I did to it. And I was kind of freaking out because I absolutely need my iPod in order to exercise and to drive my car (I loathe commercial FM radio). But after a couple days of patient prodding the thing calmed down a bit and started responding when plugged into my computer. Then it was able to play music although I was unable to control what music it played. Over the past couple days the thing has been behaving more and more normally. There are still a few quirks, but it’s mostly good. I am oh so happy. We go to the gym together. We go on long rides together. However did I live before iPod?

A song for my iPod (sing along with Greg Brady as he strums his guitar):

Clowns never laughed before
Beanstalks never grew
Ponies never ran before
Till I met you