IPOD turns 14 today, October 23. I recently (and I mean, just this year) got my first IPOD (please don’t make fun.). I use it to run, I’ve used it at the gym on some idiotic machine that I despise being on and I’ll use it this winter when I go skiing. What took me so long? The cost, for one; and all the hoops I was gonna have to jump through to get “my music” on there. See, I have all these running tapes I made myself that I love. Well, I finally sucked it up, bought the IPOD, bought a piece of equipment that transfers cassettes to mp3’s, paid a friend to do so and then went to the Mac store and had one of their “geniuses” help me download them into the new IPOD. The audio didn’t transfer as well as I’d hoped which kinda bums me out. There’s channels dropping out and some stuff sounds muddy but, it’s done. And yea, it’s way easier to strap that little thing on my arm than it was to run with a bulky contraption bouncing around my waist. But I still have my cassettes and cassette players just in case.