The friendly UPS driver delivered my 40 GB iPod Tuesday morning, and it's still sitting quietly on the table without a single MP3 in it. My computer is semi-comatose (a problem which should be fixed early next week) and I can't transfer songs to it. For now, it's a paperweight which plays Solitaire.

I've played a lot of Solitaire on it, too. I have a better and easier to use game on my PDA, but the crazy desire to be able to interact with my latest technopurchase keeps me running my thumb over the dial so I can pretend to get some use out of it.

In other news, I discovered a fun fact about Blender, a music magazine my friend Sherry passes my way when it arrives in her box. Most of the pages have a brief song lyric near the page number. They're very unobtrusive, and I hadn't noticed them until I scanned the letters page and saw people writing in with their "Name That Tune" responses.

I lack the musical background to be able to name many of the songs, but I had to laugh when I saw one page's lyric was "Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer..."