iProduct. It doesn't matter what it is. It's from Apple. So it's cute. And cute has intrinsic worth, right? I love my iPod. I really, really do. I love it so much, I went out and bought Giuia one. (a pink one). But the new iPod shuffle just strikes me as silly. OK, so if all you want is a half a gig of music to carry around, I suppose it's fine. But a lot of the people who ran right out and bought one were mostly already owners of the grown-up iPod. It's not particularly innovative - the "shuffle" feature has been on the iPod pretty much since the beginning. But what scares me is that the ad for the iPod shuffle actually says "Do not eat iPod shuffle." (It's there. Scroll down.) Mac users frighten me.

My bride and I actually got to go see a movie in the theater this weekend. If this doesn't sound like a big deal, consider that in the time it took NASA to design, launch and land a glorifed roomba on Mars, we've seen exactly 2 movies in the theater. Return of the King, and that other one. Of course, because we've recently discovered the seedy underbelly of Liverpool's flea markets, we've actually seen everything decent that's currently out. But we weren't about to waste an afternoon without the critter. We ended up picking White Noise, nearly at random. We knew nothing about the movie walking in, other than it was supposed to have something to do with ghosts or the living dead, or the cable man, or something. In the first two minutes, we figure out that Batman is in it. Which is cool, except for the rest of the movie, my mind kept telling me things like "ok, Batman is watching static," and "now Batman is going into the abandoned warehouse." The movie was supposed to be scary, I think. A whole lot of the people who start the movie alive end it dead. Which I guess makes sense in a movie about the afterlife - It would be hard to do a movie about the undead if everyone stays alive through the whole thing. The general plot was that those dead people could talk to us through the static you pick up on your TV. In one scene, Batman's kid is adjusting the TV's rabbit ears to get better reception. Rabbit ears? What the hell? Is this 1978 all of a sudden? Anyway, just the sheer experience of popcorn and stadium seating makes me give the movie a good rating. Without that extra boost, I'm not sure if this one would really rate a 'must see.' Maybe more of a 'don't kick your friend in the teeth if he offers to loan you his copy.' Although it's too bad Alfred died and wasn't in this one.