Nerd A

On Saturday I became the owner of a certain small white consumer electronics device that plays music. These days I don't indulge a lot of impulse buys of gadgets and technology. This acquisition was due in part to the generosity of Rachel and my future in-laws on the occasion of my 34th birthday. It may be my last big bachelor purchase.

Saturday and Sunday I loaded it up with a humongous stack of CDs, and just for laughs, made my first purchase from iTunes: the soundtrack from The Life Aquatic, worth owning for both 'Ping Island' and the Portuguese Bowie from Seu Jorge. (Now here I go with the Wes Anderson. Two consumer-hipster name checks in one post. I feel incredible self-loathing.)

One of the curious things about this device is how much more I enjoy classical music. I only own a little Dvorak and Mozart, but they shuffle up nicely with their rock and alternative neighbors. I drifted off to sleep with the Camper's 'Come on Darkness' followed by Sanctus movement from Requiem - a pleasing (if grim) little sequence.

No, I won't be podcasting. I like to think I have some dignity.