Who cares, you ask?

I am fascinated by FedEx package tracking...fortunately in my exciting line of work, I get to do this a lot. It's kind of like hearing about somebody's vacation third hand...anyway...the point is I checked the tracking of my iPod this morning and am happy to say it has arrived and been signed for by my doorman. Its incredible journey has taken it from Shanghai to Anchorage to Indianapolis and finally to Central Village, NYC. You could make a Bond movie based on that shit. It also gives me a little bit of incentive to stop fucking around on the web and get my work done...so peace till later.