notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Monday, October 23, 2006


Just wanted to share this:
The iPod's not perfect. But for all its flaws, the iPod is just about alone in our world of things in at least striving for perfection. Think about the millions of objects you interact with every day: the computers, the cars, the cookware, the books, the bedding, the furniture, all those clothes. Unless you own a Mercedes or regularly totter about in Manolos, the iPod surely stands out amid your dreary workaday existence: for its beauty; for its sublime function; for the obvious thoughtfulness with which it was made -- the way every detail, from the earbuds to the interface font to the packaging in which it arrives, seems to have been fussed over.
I've had my share of iPod problems. The battery on my first one crapped out after a year and the iPod had to be replaced (free of charge). Within less than a year of that, the replacement one died; nothing would show up on the screen except an iPod icon with a sad face and an exclamation point. I drove to Richmond that day to buy a new one. Still, my iPod is my favorite toy and brings me a level of pleasure completely incommensurate with its actual function. I never tire of rating songs, manipulating playlists, or just skipping about from one song to another, not even letting one finish before moving on to the next. This usually takes place between the hours of minight and 2am. I often lose my cell phone, but I've never not known where my iPod was. Yes, this makes me a shameless consumer, not to mention a sucker. But I do love that little overpriced doohickey. Now, if there was just a better way to play it in the car...

Also, you should all pre-order this. You won't regret it.

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