Circumstance carried me to the Somerset Collection today, the hoity-to-the-toity mall up in Novi. How hoity? A long line of children does not stretch across the central court waiting to see Santa; oh no, at Somerset, Santa can only be seen by appointment. I was there with my friend John and his adorable 3-year-old, Sally. Luckily, she didn’t want to see Santa, content to gaze upon him from a distance. The three of us were headed to the Apple store, to chip one more user away from the Windows empire. He left with a new PowerBook and a bright, virus-free future. (Knock wood.)
Sally got antsy before the deal was done, so I took her out to the Santa staging ground. She wanted to ride the escalator. We did so, about 20 times. Little kids are so great. When Kate was that age, she was as thrilled by a trip to the grocery store as one to the park. It’s a good age.
They’re all good ages, in their own way.
Said the person still on the near side of adolescence.
Oh, well. At least I know that if something confusing comes up to distance Kate’s generation from mine, American journalism will be happy to explain it all:
Teen Accused of Stealing iPod From D.C. Metro Rider
An 18-year-old student was arrested at a D.C. school yesterday for allegedly robbing a Metro passenger of an iPod, an expensive music-playing device that has become a pop-culture icon, a Metro spokesman said.
The electronic devices, which let people carry thousands of songs with them and listen to them through earphones, are about the size of a pack of cigarettes and have rapidly replaced the older portable Walkman-style stereos as the entertainment device of choice. Many people use them to alleviate the boredom of trips on crowded subway trains and the perceived tedium of many other activities.
Funny analysis of this puzzling paragraph, here.
Now I’m starting the weekend.