Despite my previous concerns about iPods and the decline in human interaction, I have become a member of the electronically isolated world. My wife picked up a 20 GB iPod on eBay for a ridiculously low price, and I now have the ability to create a soundtrack for every waking moment in my life (hyperbole alert).
Still, there is something to be said for both commercial-free media and the ability to listen to music that can inspire you. As I write this post, the random iPod generator switched from REM's "Radio Free Europe" to Al Green's "Let's Stay Together." Where else on the planet can you find this sort of variety?
And the iPod is certainly a more efficient use of my time than rummaging through my CDs to look for the music I crave, as my teenagers - who generally consider me to be quite clueless in most matters - nonetheless raid with annoying frequency my CD collection. I once owned every major release of the Beatles on CD, but at the present moment Revolver, Help!, and Let it Be have grown legs and disappeared.
Thus, it is with a combination of reluctance and anticipation that I join the rest of the world's iPoddians, but if I start seeing Neo and Morpheus skulking around in black leather trenchcoats, rambling about DNA and matrices, I'm out of here.