iBrilliance

I love my iPod. It's an ancient one -- someone recently called it the "archaic" version. It's a hand-me-down from my husband, who now has one that's more from the mesozoic than the paleozoic era of mp3-type players.

I covet my friend Jenni's Nano, which is tiny and beautiful and has a great gadget for plugging into the formerly - known - as - a - cigarette - lighter space and listening to it through the car radio. Even a Shuffle, with its mere 1 gig capacity, would be ideal for walking the dog or jamming at the gym.

But for now, I'm using my clunker. It works fine, just looks like I'm toting around a small computer. I can't imagine going back to the days of the Walkman. That thing was bigger than a shoe box.

And here's a sampling of what I listened to today on a walk with my Westie.

I'm Too Sexy - Right Said Fred
Father Figure - George Michael
Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler
Obsession - Animotion
Only In My Dreams - Debbie Gibson
Mambo No. 5 - Lou Bega

My husband's response to the discovery of my musical choices, obtained through iTunes:
You bought that? You really purchased that?

You bet. Off to enjoy a little Duran Duran and the GoGo's.