Corduroy
Monday, December 3rd, 2007
In which Howard comes across as totally materialistic…
Nope, not the fabric — although I do love the feel of it on my skin. So bumpy. So textury. So funny to see the imprint left on someone’s sleepy face. No, no, Corduroy is my new 160GB iPod Classic. So sweet. So flashy. So slow.
Well, my iMac is anyway. Since Apple foolishly decided to forgo Firewire support (you bet I’m bitter), I’m left with USB 1 since my Mac is six years old. Oy, but it’s taking a long time. I have close to 15,000 songs to transfer and, when all is said and done, 24 hours will have crawled by. As of this writing, there are still 3,000 left to go.
But, oh, what fun will be had once it is done. I already bought a game and am thinking of buying Ratatouille just to say I have it on the iPod. The only thing I’m going to miss is the remote that I used for Eduardo that made adjusting volume and skipping songs on the fly so very convenient. Again, damn you, Apple! Oh, how I love thee!
As you can see from this picture, I got a new case and Apple Care which is very much worth the cost to extend the tender, loving care Corduroy will hopefully not need to two years. The case is the neoprene Incase I love so much.
You needn’t worry about how I can afford it. Remember my birthday earlier this year when my friends got together to get me that massive Apple Gift Card — bless their hearts? Well, I used a portion of it. A new iMac is just not going to happen until summer at this point. Besides, Eduardo has been complaining about getting too fat. He just can’t handle all the music I fed him.
I’m not sure yet whether I’m going to keep Eduardo for the car or sell him into slavery somewhere else. The heartbreak of losing him may be too much. We’ve been through so much together. Hayes thinks I may be able to get $100 for him, which would be put into savings for a new computer. That is probably just enough to alleviate my guilt. Money. The anti-guilt drug.
Notice the album cover on Corduroy? I’m seeing Aimee’s Christmas concert on Saturday with (tee-hee) a Jew. Can’t wait! Also, I want to thank Big Daddy for suggesting Corduroy’s name. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to dive into the music.
EDIT: I plugged Corduroy here at work this morning for his first run and I believe he is trying to flatter me. The very first song he ever played was David Byrne’s “Everybody Loves You”.





















