~ Superficial First World Nerd Excitement Alert ~
I bought my car in 2003.
I love my car. Obviously, since we spend so much time in it. I’ve never been a “car guy” but I really like it, and it has been entirely reliable and has only needed a few repairs. We bought it from WifeOfTJ’s dad, so we got a great price on it, and on a few things that it has needed done since.
There has only ever been one problem with it: in 2003, “iPod” support in car stereos was limited to the highest end of cars. My Chevy Impala had a CD player, but no iPod support, and no “AUX” that I could even plug anything in. But that was OK because it had a cassette player and a CD player, so I got one of those adapter things for the tape deck.
But a few years ago it stopped working, and it was one of those things which seemed like a luxury to get fixed, so after the “Tape Head Cleaner” didn’t fix it, I sort of gave up on it.
Then about a year or so ago, the CD player stopped working. This was a bigger deal because we live in the musical equivalent of a desert wasteland. To paraphrase the old joke, 99% of the radio around here can be described as being one of two kinds of music: country or western.
Anyway, for the past year or so, the only way to really listen to anything was to wear my iPhone earbuds, which may or may not be completely legal, and is definitely distracting and annoying. Not to mention all of the times I forgot them, so I’d listen to my iPhone by sticking it under the collar of my shirt by the shoulder and pointing the speaker at my ear.
Classy and sexy, I know. But it worked.
Ok, “worked” is an overstatement.
Anyway, while The Wife was visiting her Dad, she brought the car in and had a brand new stereo put in, which has iPod/iPhone controls built it, and does Pandora, and has Bluetooth for audio and hands-free calling, and which charges the iPhone, and is generally awesome.
I may have had it turned up to 11 on the drive in to work today.
And then I may have Google’d the model number so I could find the manual and read more about it.
I realize that this is just more confirmation that deep down I am a horribly superficial person, but at the moment I don’t care because Music! In my car! I can have music in my car!
Remember last year when The Wife met Noah?
That’s the look I have on my face right now.