I have mechanical things on the brain.

Perhaps it's not so topical any more, but I've decided that I really want a transformer iPod. His name is Bob right now, but I imagine that his Autobot name would be Trax or something punnish like that. He'd follow me around on little legs, and communicate via song titles. He could grab whatever song we wanted from the internet. Admittedly, he'd probably be off saving the world at least twice a week, but it would be worth it.

Then again, when I consider the following, I'm beginning to think that he is a transformer, and he just hasn't told me yet.

On the bus home a couple of weeks ago, and it was raining - and then it turned into a monsoonal sort of rain. And then it started hailing. It only lasted a couple of minutes, but it looked like it had snowed. While I was watching this quite happily, because I like storms, Bob (who was on shuffle), who apparently has a fine sense of irony, started playing 'Turn Up The Sun'. I was amused.

Now I want to write fic where the Daleks arrive on Earth to take over the planet, only to find that the iPods have done so already. Back, muses, back! *Beats off muses with a stick/actual homework, whatever works.*