So I Dropped My iPod

Now that I have all this deliciousness off my hands (Mmmm... Toasty.) I can tell you about my near tragedy this lunchtober. I dropped PAL. Yeah, I named my iPod PAL, like the dog on Arther, big whoop. Wanna fight about it? Anyway since today is so fantastically warm, I decided not to wear my coat out to get my sandwich. This has a direct negative effect on the number of pockets available to me. With keys, phone and wallet, there aren't too many options left; and since I don't really prefer the back pocket for an iPod it went into my shirt pocket. Everything was fine until I got back to the office. Perhaps if today wasn't so nice, I wouldn't have had such a spring in my step. (Of course if it wasn't so nice I would have had my coat, so this is definitely the weather's fault.) Anyway it was the spring that set the tragedy in motion. I hopped up on the curb and as I did PAL sprung up out of the pocket up to about chin height a foot in front of me. Now, having catlike reflexes like I do, and not wanting my little buddy to fall to the ground I tried to catch it. Not good. Instead of saving him from a small tumble I ended up playing tetherball and whacking my music player halfway down the parking lot. The initial impact shook the case loose and exposed his smooth metallic finish to the savagery of the asphalt. Dammit Jim! Perhaps I'm being a little over dramatic but the worst I'd done before this was a two and a half foot drop onto linoleum. Basically throwing it into the ground is quite the traumatic experience. As far as I can see it still works fine, so I guess I'm glad I had the case, 20 bucks well spent. Anyway, now he's got a couple nicks out of the top, no longer pristine. When are the announcing that full screen touch iPod?