what changes five years bring. Nearly one-sixth of my life. Here's a brief
Five! OK, so her journal is five. Go look, there's Men,
and Sheep, and Kilts.
Adelaide is part labrador retriever.
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.
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.
original Apple 5 GB iPod...
from Apple on the day the product was released but this one has
bit the dust, at least I think it has.
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
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.
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.
“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.
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.
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.
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:
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!"
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."
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.
going to borrow from Dorothy
R, with my bulleted list of things I should put in an entry
at some point;
birthday and the three cakes
Outlet & Garage
the house next door from burning down
collectors pissing me off
Parades, gallons of hot chocolate and more house fires
years of photos from Walmart
amaazing deals at the Goodwill.
17 December, 2002
Amanda Page, 1996-2002