Monday, February 21, 2011

It's not what you think...

 *Press play, and read on Kindle-kins.
 Dear Kindle,

It's not what you think. I didn't even want to go into the Apple store; the iPad was just a one time thing. Its battery life isn't even close to yours, the glare is ridiculous, and its name is grammatically incorrect. The whole time that I was playing Angry Birds, Plants vs Zombies HD, Death Worm, and Rock Band (reloaded for the iPad), I only thought of you. 

The time I spent in that store was absolutely empty, a cheap and ill considered quickie, compared to the hours we've spent together. We've built a library together. You can't just throw time like that away. Think about all of the highlighting, the percentages of books yet to finish. I love you for Tolstoy, Twain, Eugenides, Wallace, Ishiguro, and so many countless others. I love you for your database, wifi, AND your conveniently slender form.

Please come back to me. I need you. My brain is turning into mush as I've watched all of the cerebral foreign dramas available to stream instantly for free on Netflix. Come back soon! Please! I promise to charge you like you've never been charged before.




  1. I'll take a look for it, although I'm not sure it will forgive you.

  2. Pulz hurrahy, brain meltugnngng. Seriously though, if you find it I will go to the nearest gold dispensing ATM, take a picture of it, and post it to this blog for you.

  3. Suck it up and move on. Your relationship is over, Kindle left you, it's probably lounging fully charged in someone else's living room right now, enjoying their company not yours. Don't look back and cry, kick Kindle to the curb and run to the open arms of iPad2. He is everything you have ever wanted but just don't know it yet. Just tell him what you need and he will google earth to get it for you. Email, movies, safari, face time with your folks, gps .. he is the full package.

  4. You're right Anonymous. iPad 2 is sparkly, new, and probably emits rainbows when you hit enter, but it's not my Kindle. The one my husband got me as a wedding gift, and gave to me on our honeymoon. If I replace my Kindle, I replace my marriage, metaphorically, and I can't bring myself to do that. Plus, I'm really, really, stubborn. In the meantime I'm back on books, and enjoying the fact that you don't have to wait until you reach cruising altitude to read them on a plane (or anywhere else).