Our CD player is dead. Long live the digital media player.
Our 400 disc changer seems to have given up the ghost this evening. I pushed PLAY on random when I got home because I was too lazy to go get my iPod and, hey, it’s there after all, filled with music.
“Tick. Tick tick. CHUNK,” it said.
“Shit,” I said.
So, it looks like I’ll be enacting the CD storage plan1 I’ve had in place for a while and decommissioning another piece of electronic equipment. I’m having a hard time feeling bad about this one. We’ve had it since 2001 or 2002 and it’s got a lot of moving parts. It survived a long time. Plus, we hardly use it anymore, relying on our iPods to carry our music around. For the price of getting this thing fixed or replaced, I could probably purchase a last-generation iPod touch and load our entire collection of music onto it, plus videos, plus podcasts.
I think we’ll be ok.
But, shed a tear with me tonight for another glorious piece of hardware that has served its time in battle.
- I had 10 50-count jewel cases marked “1-50″, “51-100″, etc. ready and waiting for the next time we had to move the CD player. Number 401-450 is already about half full and 451-500 may never get touched because I haven’t bought an actual CD in a long while [↩]