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    Precipice - Wednesday December 11th 2002




Man, what changes five years bring. Nearly one-sixth of my life. Here's a brief recap:

Dorothy's Five! OK, so her journal is five. Go look, there's Men, and Sheep, and Kilts.

Adelaide is part labrador retriever.

I toss my pad (sanitary napkin, surfboard) wrapper, or anything plastic and crinkly, and she's off, across the room, to fetch and then run off and dump it in the middle of the lounge room. Jeff says I just like being able to throw rubbish on the floor.

Course, it gets a little peculiar in this pic. We have a pile of laundry by the bedroom door, waiting to be moved downstairs to the laundry room. When we're getting changed, or ready for the shower, we just fling various items of clothing across the room into the pile. Which would explain Adelaide, and her fetch urge, and why my green knickers end up in the middle of the lounge room.



For the last couple of days, we've been keeping an eye on a dead Ipod on Ebay. Below is the original listing, the bold for emphasis is mine.

The original Apple 5 GB iPod...

Purchased from Apple on the day the product was released but this one has bit the dust, at least I think it has.

It won’t turn on. I can’t restart it by pushing the two buttons on the scroll wheel for 10 seconds. It worked fine a week ago, I was away for a week, and I can’t get it to operate at all.


In other words: This is dead and beyond the reach of the Apple warranty. I’m selling it because I thought some more intrepid tinkerer might want to take a look or salvage the hard drive inside or something.

But be forewarned: this iPod is dead. I make no guarantees about it other than this: That it comes with everything you see in the picture: the original (and exceedingly elegant) box, the firewire cable, the AC adapter, the software and documentation, the headphones, and an unopened set of earbud covers.

Sold “as is,” obviously. (Did I mention that it’s dead? That it doesn’t work?) The bidding begins at $1 (the firewire cable is worth at least that!). Shipping the thing will be $8 by priority mail, so factor that into your decision-making.

Jeff has a theory, he's done the research, we're happy to bid up to $50.00 initially. Maybe more, maybe up to $100.00 at the last minute. It's a dead Ipod, but Jeff has a theory. We get one bidder with negative feedback (as in, he had one feedback, and it was negative) booted off the bidding, and the seller mentions to me, laughing, that I do realise it's dead? I'm laughing back, yep, the listing is very clear.

The last day of the auction, and we check out the price. It's over $100.00. As we watch, the price starts to climb, and it's 10 minutes before the auction's due to end. There's a bidding frenzy going on, someone's gotten carried away, and someone else is not going to give up without a fight. And maybe, both of them don't realise, despite the many many "it's Dead Jim!" notes, that it's, well, a dead Ipod. The auction ends, and some fool has just bid $200.00 for a clearly stated Dead Ipod. We don't mind losing, as this has been a major giggle, especially with a wee search, we find a vendor selling refurbed (with warranty), that is to say working, Ipod's for $209.00.

Next day, I get my "You didn't get that, but here's an item you might like" automated Ebay email. I click on it, and it's the same Ipod, up for second chance bid for $70.00, which is within our highest idea of $100.00. Bidding on it, I find out it's not me, so I send an email to the seller:

"Hey, I'd be in on that second chance offer. I didn't bid any higher because those two beasties with their bidding war came in and went stupidly high ($200??) with the price. Let me know, thanks!"

I get back:

"Those two bidders must have been unbelievably stupid. To cover myself, I emailed the winner and said "you do realize that this iPod is non-working, right?" and his reply was priceless. "I had no idea; you should have mentioned it in your notice."

When I stop giggling like a fool, I paypal him the money (in the memo note, "It is broken, right?",) and tell Jeffrey he's the proud owner of a stated broken Ipod. Even if this thing really doesn't work,even if Jeff's theory doesn't pan out, $70 plus shipping is worth it for this amount of fun.



I'm going to borrow from Dorothy R, with my bulleted list of things I should put in an entry at some point;

  • Jeff's birthday and the three cakes
  • Syd
  • Plin Con
  • My birthday
  • China Outlet & Garage
  • Saving the house next door from burning down
  • Debt collectors pissing me off
  • Christmas Parades, gallons of hot chocolate and more house fires
  • 3 years of photos from Walmart
  • My amaazing deals at the Goodwill.


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Updated 17 December, 2002

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