Apple Panic

January 31st, 2006General0 comments

I have a leftover Apple Store gift card from Christmas. It continued existence in my pocket is a miracle. It’s like an untouched roast beef sandwich sitting on a tree stump in a fat camp.

There’s nothing I want to buy from the Apple Store.

There, I said it.

That’s so weird for me to say! It used to be that I couldn’t leave the Apple Store without buying something. Cables, at least.

(The Apple Store is one of my favorite stores, along with Ikea, Pottery Barn, Lazer Blazer, Fry’s, Brooklyn Industries, used bookstores, and the Las Vegas gun store.)

Apple has given me so much these past few years. Trouble-free computing. An excellent MP3 player. Just last week I discovered the New Pornographers on the iTunes music store. They’re Canadian and awesome.

What the hell is wrong with me?

The other night the phone rang. I picked it up and heard nothing but sound effects from Katamari Damacy.

Then giggling. It was our favorite glasses-wearing pranksters, Lloyd and Jeanie. They thought it would be fun to leave Katamari Damacy sound effects on my voicemail.

“Elephant” – Jeanie – Pen on Paper, 2006.

“You ruined our fun by answering your phone!” they said.

Lloyd and Jeanie are wealthy people. Wealthy in creativity, puppies, good restaurants within walking distance, and humor. They make Donald Trump look like a hobo.

Expect a new Arnold story soon… Our little friend has been busy mapping the travels of homeless people in relation to local time-space anomalies.