It’s Like Television, Without The Pictures. Get It?

We pirates, we have it tough. Sometimes you get free cable, other times the man from Adelphia cuts you off. Cold turkey. Normally at this point in the evening I’d have settled down in front of the 15″ (measured diagonally) cathode ray tube for a period of mindless drivel. For instance, tonight Fox was supposed to air the controversial lesbian episode of the Simpsons. How do I know it’s controversial? Because I heard about it on the radio. From NPR, nonetheless.

Instead, I decided it would be neat to put more music on the little iPod. Sure, that’s fun but what else can the thing do? I can put my contacts on the thing too! Why not, I thought. Apple’s iSync thingy talks to the Address Book but as I ran it, warning messages flew by. Unable to synchronize with device: Motorola t720c. Reset all devices and try again.

You’d think I would have thought about that for a second. Reset devices? What does that mean exactly?

But what could it hurt? I clicked the button, connected the cellphone and promptly wiped out every phone number I’d put in the thing since March 2004. Oh, THAT reset.

I know I haven’t called in a while, but if I continue not to call (especially if you’ve moved and changed your number) you now know why. Bah! Holy crap! Crumbs!

It’s interesting to me though as I’ve scrounged around in the Jeep for CDs to rip and download to the iPod that the indestructible music delivery medium is anything but. They’re scratched to hell. Some have spots where the chewy aluminum center platter is gone and you can see through to the other side. (How can that happen?) Some are rip-able, some not. Some were salvageable, Some, sadly, were not—but still play in the car—go figure.

How much of this can I do before the poor little iBook’s hard drive is full? Not much more without a major housecleaning. It’s three-quarters full now!

And I’m 99/100ths done for now.

Your pal,

bob