Perhaps some of the most faithful readers will remember when I fried my iPod to a charcoal briquette. For those who may need to catch up, here are the two posts from this past summer:
The Cardboard Sarcophagus:
Detailing the inital problems, complete with illustration.
The 20GB Resurrection w/Click Wheel:
The return from the dead, complete with illustration.
Now, however, we have another malfuction; the ear buds. I've worn them to death.
They've been as far north as Canada, as far west the Rockies, as far south as Florida, around 25,000 feet in the air (on multiple ocassions) and underground NYC deep in the subway systems. And all in one summer too. I'm sure someone else has done far worse but that's not bad for me. Especially all in one summer.
But unfortunately for all those involved (which amounts to me and my iPod) there's no fix for this. I tried. I punched it a couple times but it didn't work. But I will make do.
Behold! My astronaut headphones. I can pick up the moon with these babies.