Planned obsolohIgiveup

I’m on my second ipod.  My first one was wonderful, as long as it worked, and my mom once did a complete act of sainthood when it died for the first time and she somehow resuscitated it.  That still blows my mind.  But just as I was leaving for band practice one day, this little buddy showed up on my screen:

And here’s how I figured out I was in trouble.  My friend Daniel offered me a little insight into the realm of frowny-faced ipods:

Ash:  Hey, anybody know how to reboot your ipod if it has a sad face on it and won’t play music?

Dan:  Oooohhhh… you got a frowny-face ipod?  I had one of those once.

Ash:  You did?!  What’d you do??

Dan:  I got a new ipod.

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