I finally finished copying CDs onto my new ipod, my beloved white-brick old one from 2003 having died a few months ago. 220 albums on one card-sized device! It boggles the mind. When I was a kid, all we had were LPs carved out of wood. Speaking of kids, here’s K. with the plug-in USB charger we made so that I wouldn’t need my computer to replenish the ipod battery, with instructions via of the wonders of the internet.
The Eighteenth Elephant 