RIP IPOD

We gathered here today to honor my beloved IPOD, who died a tragic death at the bottom of my briefcase when I bottle of water popped itself open and drowned it's poor electronic soul. Mr. Von Snarky fought hard to save your life, by opening you up and using canned air on your little parts to revive you, but to no avail. You finally went off life support last night.

To say that you will be missed is an understatement, you are practically a limb to me. You have performed well for being dropped almost daily, thrown, stepped on and carried everywhere. You have been squeezed into the bottom of purses and been banged around in coat pockets. I bought you every accessory known to man to make up for the abuse. But in the end it was my negligence that caused your death.

Now who will do dishes with me? Who will go on long car drives with me? Sit with me while I do accounting? Fly with me on planes? Your sweet sound and unending play list will be sorely missed. You served us well. Rest in peace in electronic heaven. However, your body will be going to the electronics recycling place, but RIP just the same.