Dear Interwebs

I am marveling at the device I hold in my hand: the iPod Touch. Who knew you could fit all of your quirky traits, your disturbing sights (sites), your intrinsic charms, into such a tiny device? As I wander theough the city I find you where I least expect you (the car wash on Sepulveda or Barnes and Noble; the Thai place in Westwood; even at the movie theater). Oh Internetz, you surprise me with delight whenever you pop up unexpectedly on my iPod Touch. We're never separated for long.

Posted from my iPod.