After a long period of detente, my iPod has gone rogue.

Sure, I downloaded the standard audio clips for Sony Vegas Pro. I admit that those clips ended up in iTunes. But that does not give the iPod the right to shuffle to a blaring rendition of “The Wedding March” as I’m pulling up to the work gate at 6:30 am. It’s just wrong.

Also, it scared the hell out of the guard who happened to be standing there. No doubt, he is single, and thought that I was trying to send a very specific message. I don’t blame the guy for running. Well, I blame him a little bit—I mean, the speed with which he took off might have been excessive.

iPods=evil

Kate