I am Steve Job's target audience

My imaginary boyfriend is the Apple store genius both in West Palm Beach and the Fifth Ave NYC store. Lucky my true boyfriend is not the jealous type. I love people who have the anwers to all my problems. I always walk away happy albiet with a lighter wallet.

While I was not first online to buy my iphone, I love it. Thank you Mr Jobs for making the new 3G tempting but satiating me with free upgrades. I don't think I would arrive at any appointments without it. Nor would find my way. I have lived in NYC for 5 years but still don't know which subway will take me where, save the trains that take me to Yankee and Shea Stadium/US Open. I also believe I have mastered the "red lines" in Manhattan only. Without the maps application how could I possibly find Bloomingdale's and why in hell do they keep moving it.

My latest date with a genius involved the repair of my 13 year old niece's 4 year old ipod. God knows what a teenager can do to an ipod but hers is revived and perhaps the music can be saved, although looking at the playlist I am not certain this is at all necessary. I imagine she was hoping for a new ipod, a touch or an iphone, however, the genius has saved me a pretty penny. The Apple salesperson however is satan personified.

Happily leaving the mecca that is the apple store, I decide my 8 year old ipod may be worth the 10% discount on the trade in. Although it served me well, it looks like it have been run over by a truck. For the trade in, I was able to get a 4 G nano to run with. Not a fan of the Nike running shoe, I am intrigued by the capability of the shoe to track my miles. I will be sure to post come January when I finally figure out how to use it. And while most people are awaiting the iphone capabilities to work with other phone services, I am waiting for Steve Jobs to recognized other running shoes.

I used my nano for the first time at the gym yesterday. It is tiny. I hope it can survive the one or two or twenty times I will probably drop it in the next few weeks. I then I hope to be used to it. Love it. Love the shuffle. Love not being interrupted by phone calls or tempted to check the Yankee score. Admittedly, the iphone did come to the gym because I needed to make calls on the way back from the gym.

So, did I need to buy the nano and the running supplements? No probably not but once I figure it out, watch out, I will be a woman possessed. And I get to post my ipod most recently played which my phone would not allow. Ahhh, progress.