I'm wearing my mini right now!

The other day we were doing finish work on a house, so a lot of painting and really tedious detailed stuff. I normally have my mini with me, but I never bring it on site because I want to hear when people yell to "Move!" or "Watch out!" or "Headache!" But since this was just painting and stuff, I had it strapped to my arm with the headphone cord coming up through my collar and jammed out while I painted the house, made it go by much faster.

I have named the new iPod mini "Bob". Actually, I'm finding the interface on =that= more daunting than the phone, even.

I found my iPod's interface very quickly became very intuitive.

I'm wearing my mini right now!

IIFG?

I still want an iPod. But I bought paints instead.

I have named the new iPod mini "Bob".

iBob.

'iBob. 'ow's it goin'?

eta: Sorry, have not had caffeine yet. Am still fulfilling my cat-petting duties.

I want a cute new phone, but not enough to pay for it. A friend of mine was trying to call me an early-adopter yesterday, but I pointed out that is not true of gadget-y things, because I'm cheap!

I'm back from McDonalds. Why does my cat require still more petting?

Allyson's phone is indeed terribly, terribly cute. And part of me is imagining how much more unbearably cute it would be if that link she posted were actual size. It'd have to have an attachment like a very slender lacquered chopstick on a sterling silver chain to push the wee little buttons with, but OH SO CUTE.

On a vaguely related topic, and in the spirit of public service and preventing the taller Buffistas from looking faintly ridiculous, I must beg any Buffista over, say, 6'3", to refrain from getting one of those fancy slim slender credit-card-sized I-can't-believe-how-tiny-it-is! cellphones. The other day I saw a big huge Goliath of a man trying to dial a number on just such a cell, all gleaming and high-tech and expensive looking; unfortunately, he was so large and it was so small that he looked less like a man on the phone than a bear trying to shell a walnut. It lacked dignity.

Perkins, the nephew is a little over 2.5 years old.

My dad kinda looks like that dealing with his cellphone. It is less the size disparity than it is him squinting down at the keypad through his reading glasses, with a frustrated look on his face and one finger poised to poke the hell out of the thing. He's hung up on people accidentally more than once....

My cats are INSANE tonight.

Mine was the great mighty huntress last night; she caught my semi-annual huge bug (I get these things in my apartment two or three times a year--this one had wings on it, and was lighter in color than your usual cockroach). She first saw it near the front door, got it scrambling over towards the couch where I was at, and then cornered it and carried it in her mouth back over to the hallway where (I think) she was going to play with it for a bit. Not wanting it to get away from her and end up crawling on me at some point, I went over and crushed and tossed it in the garbage. Later in the evening, she fished it out and ate it (I presume, since it's no longer in the garbage can).

Has anyone seen my energy? I need it to clean, but I am kind of afraid it's buried under piles of clothes.