Mp3's & Laundry Baskets

Most of us cannot make enough brain leaps and think of Mp3's and laundry baskets in a single line of thought, but if you know my husband you can, almost instantly.

He is a self proclaimed technology freak. He gets high on Wi-Fi. He loves making our home look like an alien nest, whichever direction you see, you can see wires. Wi-Fi and wires dont go to gether right..wrong...they need chargers, these charges need chargers..they need long plugs...get the flow? The ultimate finishing touch is given by the blinking green-lights from these things, it completes the space ship feeling. The only thing missing is a creature with weird hair style commanding these systems. But which his new found liking to moussee and hair gels, too frequent to my comfort he sports those looks too ;-)

Well coming back to the laundry and MP3 connection...every time his eyes lights up in front of his laptop, I cant help but wonder, what is it now?.. Is it another laptop ? or wireless USB port? or a new digital camera.?..or god forbid, a new MP3 Player...I have a laundry basket full of them already. Yes, people of the world, we have a laundry basket full of MP3 players. Enough to track the evolution of portable MP3 players. Enough to open a museum. Enough to feed a third world country for one meal. In enough shapes and sizes to teach a kid advance geometry. So when I see those adorable eyes lite with a glee with hints of mischief, I think of our laundry basket, wondering whether its time for the latest MP3 player to retire, the one which I had just gotten around to know to fully operate.

Lately, the glee in his eyes have been only for vacation deals. We are going for a 5 day Las Vegas vacation. Many of you would know that we just came back from a 5 day Orlando vacation. The apparent reason being his video iPOD...Hmm...strange..something just dawned on me...the fact that we have only one iPOD at home...only one...can you imagine..taking into account the voracity with which Mr.Jobs introduced all his iPOD series, we had only one...this is a miracle...I can only pray that the miracle it lasts a while...and our laundry basket ...I can imagine it thanking Mr.Jobs for commanding my husbands undivided attention...it can finally start thinking about being a POLB (Plain old laundry basket,)

As for me...being in our home feels more like being in New York harlem...with his highness Kanye West and her highness Shakira blasting away toglory at 7am in the morning...I am starting to miss the good old days when my husband was interested in the players than the music to play in them( if you can call, its hard out there for a pimp, music ;-)

BTW, its the picture of me, taken by you know who, his title for this picture is, 'My favorite twosome ' ;-)