Zen

“Where is it? Where iss it?” …. “Losst it is, my precious, lost, lost! Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost!”

-Gollum

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My beloved Zen Nano, which has been at my side for nearly three years, went missing early this week. It’s no where to be found. It’s perhaps lost for all time in that place to that place where missing toys vanish. The last two podcastless nights at work have been maddening without the voice of kindred folk to easy my ache induced by the wretches that spew broken English and bad grammar. So yesterday, whilst on break, I made a desperate, mad dash to the local best buy to pick up a replacement. The relatively inexpensive SanDisk Sansa Express trumps my old ZN in many ways. A rechargeable lithium ion battery, built FM tuner and, at one gig, boasts twice the storage space. It even came with some sweet preloaded tunes. At forty bucks, which is what I paid for my five-twelve meg Zen Nano back in O-Five, it was quite the bargain. All bonuses aside; the Sansa came sealed within the bain of my consumerist existence: a clamshell package. The solid carapace nearly caused me to loose a finger whilst trying to pry the Sansa free. Nonetheless, I’m quite happy with my purchase. RIP Zen Nano… wherever you are.

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My ISP’s website is down which means I’m unable to read my email. Oh bother! Perhaps it’ll be fixed come this afternoon. Otherwise I’ll be forced to call Comcast which is both a chore and a headache.

-Lex