music, pseudo-techie

technological advancement in the bunting-huneke household.

I finally got a life – and an iPod.

I was using an old iPod shuffle that my aunt gave me, one of these jammy-jams:

and it just up and died on me a couple weeks ago. So I decided it was time to get with the technological program. I bought this little dude:

the 2nd generation of the iPod shuffle. It holds 240 songs (there’s an option to upgrade to 500, but I’m cheap like that), and it’s adorable. It’s so tiny. Here’s mine, next to a regular ballpoint pen:

It’s so cute and purple.
And on the back, in very, very small letters it says: “We are on each other’s hands who care,” which is a quote from John Berryman’s poem “Homage to Mistress Bradstreet.”

Happy Friday, all.

2 thoughts on “technological advancement in the bunting-huneke household.”

  1. Through the thick forest of poems, I find a snippet of your daily existence.
    Hey the Jew is gonna be by to pick up the STUFF this weekend, make sure you check your email.

  2. Through the thick forest of poems, I find a snippet of your daily existence.
    Hey the Jew is gonna be by to pick up the STUFF this weekend, make sure you check your email.

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