Gadget envy

And I know I have been accused, on multiple occasions, of suffering from gadget envy :-) But I think this is the ultimate. I need one, I want one! :-) (Yes, Freud would have something to say)

If Motorola phones integrate iTunes, it flops. On the other hand, if there was an iPod that worked as a phone, I would buy it! Go figure? I communicate by phone, email, blackberry, IM, blog and now there's Blackberry Messenger.

My dad used to be a family doctor. And in our house, the rule was that someone had to answer the phone - I mean, it could be a matter of life and death! I so admire Ahms and Kev for being able to switch off - I am at the beck and call of my play-that-funky-music-white-boy celltone.

The looming gadget decision that I have to make is ... Xbox or GameCube? Xbox has the advantage that we already have several games for it. However, I am told by the authoritative voice of the 8-year-old subject-matter-expert that the Pokemon game for GameCube rules. We used to have a friend who bought his Amiga 500 after playing the game "Barbarian" on mine - he went into the shop and asked for "one of those machines that plays Barbarian" :-) So what's wrong with buying a machine to play Pokemon?

Suggestions, anyone?

Nails

With envy and admiration
I look at other womens' nails
when it comes to peeling orange skin
my own equipment sadly fails.

It isn't that I nervously
reduce my nails to naught
It's just that break and tear
long before they ought

Hope

Pain has an element of blank;
it cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.

It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.

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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
and never stops at all.






And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.




I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

==== Emily Dickinson