Showing posts with label ipod. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ipod. Show all posts

Friday, August 5, 2011

iPod Surgery

Three weeks back I dropped my iPod. It hit facedown from about 4 feet.

Once I started breathing,
I tried to get it to start working. It didn't work. I got a blank, white screen. And I continue to have the blank, white screen even after I've reset the device following the Apple recommended guidelines (probably 30 times).

I've come to terms that my 5 year old 60 GB iPod classic is gone and won't be replaced for awhile. I'm making other accommodations to cope.

I decided to explore the inside of an iPod.














After pulling it apart, my brother suggested that the LCD screen may not be the problem. It could be the hard drive. He is getting an adapter to check.

This might not fix anything but it is fun to play. Anyone have ideas on what creative thing I could do with a busted iPod?

Friday, July 25, 2008

Boys Fishing Trip Preparation

In one week, I'll be traveling to Michigan for the 14th annual "boys fishing trip."
I'm the youngest of 12 children (7 girls & 5 boys) and I like all of my siblings. This tradition of the boys fishing trip happened when my sister-in-law surprised my brother with all the boys and dad going fishing together. The first two years, I actually went out on the boat to fish. I'm not a fisherman. So I spend time knitting, chatting with my brothers and listening to music. My iPod comes in handy for the traveling.



My iPod is 60GB and has 8649 songs, 16 video, and 955 photos. I lied. It's quite full. I just listened to some podcasts so there is 1.2GB available. I'm sure I'll be able to add some more stuff. No, I don't listen to the music all the time. I enjoy the company of my brothers and we do talk and laugh and remember fun times growing up.

What do you listen to while you knit? Comment away!

I've posted about the previous "fishing" trips on the blog. There are lots of photos on the flickr account. On a sadder note, this will be the first trip without my brother John. We will miss him.

and yes, there will be a burn pile for me. It's cathartic to build fires.