Happy early birthday to me

I raced out of the house this afternoon and arrived at the Apple Store at 2:37p.m. We were in need of a new Mac Mini and, well, I mean, I had reserved an iPad, I couldn't not go and take a look. There was a line outside the main doors that wrapped around the building. The huddled masses yearning to get in - poor suckahs. I walked right up to the Apple employee playing gatekeeper for the day, gave him my name and was promptly ushered inside, right to the waiting arms of a salesman who whisked me over to a demo iPad. I quizzed the guy for about ten minutes, but not before he journeyed to the depths of the store to nab my iPad - reserved iPads were only being held until 3:00p.m. - because he wanted to make sure he had the type I wanted in case I decided to buy it. You know, just in case. I am typing this post to you now from Lola, our newest family member (and technical gadget) at the condo.