It was so young, so full of vigor, singing its songs, always looking fashionable with its wardrobe of cases and sleeves. Not a care in the world. And then quite suddenly and without warning the sickness came, an error, a blinking signal, and then the cold silence. Technology can leave a void in your life to when it leaves you, without warning or an alternate digital music device. Nothing can prepare you for that first day you reach down to play “Jason’s Funky Get Down Dance Mix” and nothing is there, no Ipod, no Earth, Wind, and Fire...well maybe the wind. Blowing through your heart as Eric Carmen’s “All By Myself” plays in your heart, not your earbuds.
This is my third apple product to die in a year, there’s a plot in my backyard now, an apple garden fthat began for my old Mac book, with its jerky spasms and freaky streaky lines that would not come off the screen. My Nano left us with a single gasp, no more light returning to its little face. Replaced in warranty, as if that made it alright (well it did actually…). The service will be there in the garden for my Ipod, it’s 30 GB never filled, it had so much living to do, but alas when you’ve run through your charge cycles, you have run through your charge cycles. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust-or is it dusk to dusk? I’m never clear on that. Anyway, as George Harrison said, “All things must pass” even the sprinkles of heaven that come from Steve Job’s wonka factory (Microsoft doesn’t have Oompa Loompa’s that look like Justin Long now do they?)
This is not a condemnation on Apple products of course, they are lovely when they are alive, like a pet fly, gone too soon. This is a remembrance of a dear friend, and in keeping I will remember the good times, the time we went to the shore, the treadmill, the fact that I was very good about backing up my digital music. All good times, but most of all I am grateful, because now I get to buy an Ipod Touch and do it all over again, should I pick a spot in the graveyard now or later?
This is my third apple product to die in a year, there’s a plot in my backyard now, an apple garden fthat began for my old Mac book, with its jerky spasms and freaky streaky lines that would not come off the screen. My Nano left us with a single gasp, no more light returning to its little face. Replaced in warranty, as if that made it alright (well it did actually…). The service will be there in the garden for my Ipod, it’s 30 GB never filled, it had so much living to do, but alas when you’ve run through your charge cycles, you have run through your charge cycles. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust-or is it dusk to dusk? I’m never clear on that. Anyway, as George Harrison said, “All things must pass” even the sprinkles of heaven that come from Steve Job’s wonka factory (Microsoft doesn’t have Oompa Loompa’s that look like Justin Long now do they?)
This is not a condemnation on Apple products of course, they are lovely when they are alive, like a pet fly, gone too soon. This is a remembrance of a dear friend, and in keeping I will remember the good times, the time we went to the shore, the treadmill, the fact that I was very good about backing up my digital music. All good times, but most of all I am grateful, because now I get to buy an Ipod Touch and do it all over again, should I pick a spot in the graveyard now or later?
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