A Tale of Loss, and Woe, and Deep Despair

1 July 2010 2 Comments

It’s taken me several days to pull myself together enough to write this post, but I thought you, lovely readers (and spambots, and the odd person whose unwise search results stranded them here) would understand my grief.

I broke my Kindle.

Apparently, it doesn’t like being knocked off a table and then slammed against a table leg in an effort to keep it from hitting the ground. In retrospect, I might have been better off letting it fall.

But then a small ray of light: Amazon slashed the price of the Kindle, putting it under the $200 range. I was tempted, but I waited. Plastic Logic’s Que is… somewhere in production. I figured when the grief was less keen, I’d find out where “somewhere” is and see if I could buy a Que instead. Would I have to mortgage my soul to afford it? Sure, but it’s the Que.

Not that waiting changed the fact that my Kindle was broken. Deep down, I don’t think I believed it. Maybe, just maybe, the battery would run out, I could charge it, and this would all be a bad dream. (Denial: the first stage of grief. It’s nice here. It’s quiet, peaceful, serene with my fingers in my ears and my eyes closed.)

Then today, an entire sun’s worth of light: Woot had Kindles for $149. What is Woot? I don’t know. Some sort of Tack of the Day thing for non-horse items. I saw it mentioned on a tech blog I trust, and I hurried over to buy a replacement Kindle.

Sold Out.

My grief continues.

I’m still not entirely sure if I’ll buy a new Kindle or wait until Que’s production line gets rolling. The under $200 price on the Kindle is hard to ignore. Que is pretty awesome.

If nothing else, let this be a lesson to you. Expensive electronic toys do not like being body checked against hard surfaces. Take note. Be smarter than I was.

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