An ode to a dying iPod

My iPodOh dear, sweet iPod.

We have had such wonderful times together.

I remember the day I brought you home.  You were so shiny.  So new.  So exciting.

You came out of your box and seemed to beckon, “Play me.  Fill me with music.  Take me wherever you go.  Make me a part of your life, forever and ever.”

So I heeded your call, and we’ve been inseparable ever since.

But lately, you’ve begun to show your age.

It all started on that drive to my mom’s house a few months ago.  You froze in the middle of a song– probably some 70’s disco tune– and I freaked out.  I figured it was just a glitch, and restarted you.. but I just got the “Sad iPod” icon.  I was crushed.  Lost.  Alone in the world.

When you miraculously started up again an hour or so later, I figured that whatever had gone wrong had fixed itself.  But I was wrong.  As time went on, the occurrences became more frequent– once every week, then once every other day.  Then every day.

Now I fear, the end is near.  You play half of a song and skip to the next one.  You won’t play when I hit “Play.”  And worst of all, you won’t sync anymore.  I’ve restarted, restored, reinstalled, resetted and retried everything more than once.  Nothing is working.

So, I believe our time together is coming to a close.

I must do something with you.  I’m glad I got that extended warranty on you… so I’m taking you in tomorrow.  They may repair you, or they may replace you.  Either way, the magic is quickly fading in our relationship.  It’s time for me to see other iPods.  So whether or not you remain a part of my life, a newer, better model will soon be coming to take your place.

Please understand… I didn’t want it to end this way.

Thank you for your trusty service.   Fare thee well, dear iPod.

Muppet Moment: Escort's Video for All Through The Night

I’ve seen some pretty great videos made from pre-existing footage before, but I’ve never seen anything like this.

Escort, an up-and-coming disco band out of New York that deserves a lot of attention (if you ask me), has put together a video for their song, “All Through The Night” that uses footage from “The Muppet Show.”  The editing on this video is like nothing I have ever seen.  And the images fit the funky groove of the music so incredibly well.  I have to imagine it took months and months to complete… but the end result is SO worth it!

We're singing again!

Our name in lights

Originally uploaded by RcktManIL

Tomorrow, Saturday, September 22, at 12:05 pm Central Time, the Chicago Gay Men’s Chorus will once again take over Wrigley Field to sing the Star-Spangled Banner before the Cubs game. This is the fourth time in five years we are singing, and the game will be broadcast on WGN TV, so there is a really GOOD chance we’ll be televised this year!

Wish us luck! And cross your fingers that we’ll be on TV!

Sesame Moment: Grover and Stevie Wonder

It’s been AGES since I’ve posted a Sesame Moment… but there’s a great new crop of vids on YouTube lately so I figured I’d resurrect the ol’ nugget.

Here’s a nice set of clips from Stevie Wonder’s appearance in 1973, all with Grover.

And here’s another great old memory– see if this one rings a bell… or grinds a red ball… 🙂

Evil Alarm Clock

I need a lot of coaxing to get up in the morning.  This is because I am typically not a morning person.

For normal people, a single alarm clock will do the trick.  It can either be set to a radio station or an annoying beep– either way, normal people will get up, and start their day.

I, however, am not normal.

For the past few years, I have had two clock radio alarm clocks, plus an alarm set on my cell phone– all hellbent on either waking me up or irritating the piss out of me.  Usually both.

This morning, however, one of my alarm clocks was invaded by an evil spirit.  And this evil spirit WOULD NOT DIE.

If you look in yesterday’s photo of my new bed, you can see it.  It’s just to the right of lamp on my bedside table.  This is the Evil Alarm Clock.

Normally, at 6:30 a beep emitted from the contraption.  This morning, that happened, as it has happened for the last few years.  I hit the “off” button and rolled over and continued my dreams.

Then, at 6:45 a radio station began to play.

In my semi-lucid state, I reached over to hit the “snooze” button.  Nothing happened.

I then reached over to the “off” button.  Still, nothing happened.

I tried this combination of attempts another 2-3 times, each with the same results.  And with each attempt, I was becoming more and more aware of the situation.  Something was wrong.  Surely it would have shut off by now.

The radio station began playing a song.  The volume was up pretty loud, and the song began to pierce into my brain.  It was driving me mad.

Now I was sitting up on my bed, hitting random buttons on the monster, trying to get the thing to shut the hell up.  NOTHING was working.

So I unplugged the demon from the wall.  It proceeded to beep in short, grating tones.  I plugged it back in, and the radio picked up right where it left off.

My next plan of attack was to change the batteries on the bottom of the beast, figuring they were probably dead and not allowing me to shut it off until I changed them.  Still nothing.

Finally, my primal state took over and I started beating the evil creature.  This only made the bottom of the unit pop off with the battery casing intact.  It began to alternate between beeping and playing the radio.

That did it.  I unplugged the Spawn of Satan.  I removed the batteries, which finally silenced all noise.  And I walked into the kitchen and threw the motherfucker in the trash.  I didn’t need that extra alarm clock, anyway.  I had too many as it was.

It did, however, do one last good deed on its final day of operation– it definitely woke me up today!