Essence of iPod
Since iPod asked me to go out with it a week ago (it's going very well, thanks), it's been very sweet. We're holding hands and having dinner together and giving each other little "surprises!". No one wants me to explain that, I know.
Anyways, it's a pretty machine and very dependable but... well... it can be insistent and even downright stubborn sometimes. Every time I put it on shuffle, it has to first play Je fais de toi mon essentiel from the musical Le Roi Soleil. I don't know, maybe it was its ex or something...weird.
So I'm an understanding sort of person (no, I'm not). I tried to understand what significance this song holds for it. The song title translates literally to I make from you my gas. What? You need my help to make...? Oh no, I mean, essence. L'essence means gas; l'essentiel means essence. Right? Who knows.
Hey, iPod dear, let's go for some ice creams. And then Walgreens.
Labels: Music
« May 28, 2006 4:33 PM | Post a Comment »
4 comment(s):
said:
Ah....the early so called "honeymoon" phase of the relationship. Oh how I remember it well. Back when everyone involved is on the very best "we're going to Sears" behavior. We'll see how this relationship pans out when iPod is forced to go to the store at 10 o'clock at night to satisfy SOMEONE'S cravings for potato chips and chocolate. And how pretty will iPod be when it sabotages a perfectly good sunny "road trip" day by refusing to play anything faster than a funeral dirge. These are the times, my friend, when you find out if the meat and potatoes of the relationship is really tofu and couscous.
yen said:
As long as it never dissolves into water chestnuts...oh my gosh I hate water chestnuts so much...so much.
Bainemonster said:
Um...You do know that "iPod" is just "Dopi" backwards, right? This may explain some of those faint little alarm bells that you're trying not to hear.
yen said:
What's that? What did you say? There's some cling clangy ding dongy sound going on. I think Atlanta's having a fire drill.
OR TORNADO BELLS! I mean, SIRENS! Holy schmokes I got to go dig a hole because I have a non-existent basement.
