80gb black multimediaTo be perfectly honest, I have always considered myself technologically compromised (although incompetent is closer to the truth). It took me years to discover the VCR, the DVD player, even the Microwave Oven. I grew up on TV dinners and Snack Tables, Kraft’s Aluminum foil and Plastic Covers on the Furniture until company came.

I first learned how to type on the Manual Typewriter (remember the ribbons and white out?). The computer is a late addition and proof of my newly acquired arsenal in my technologically incompetent world. Yet the one thing I have held above all other “wonders” to my recently modernized but confused environment is my iPod. What makes the iPod different from all these other “things”? It’s sleek, it’s pocket-sized and easy to use in places where, quite frankly, I need a diversion.

I hate traveling long distances by plane, train, car or bus. Yet the iPod allows me to watch the things that I like most while keeping my attention focused away from the journey, and squarely on things I enjoy. So I decided to go to the Apple Store on Fifth Avenue in New York City (open 24/7/365) and purchased my very own iPod – actually the second. The first, I accidentally dropped down the toilet bowl (oops!).

My intention was to legally download some of my favorite television shows and music that would keep me distracted from where my reality now lied, hopelessly trapped in the artificially created atmosphere of this claustrophobic airplane, thousands of miles above Earth. Flying through turbulence, under the control of some unknown (even incompetent) pilot, or overzealous flight attendant who relishes rolling those rectangular food carts down those miniature aisles, smiling politely their secret inner-thoughts, “Aha, you’re trapped!”, right before I develop the urge to relieve myself in those dreaded, obnoxious blue-flush-toilets.

This was my rationale for buying an iPod. The perfect distraction in handheld device that allowed me to take my own entertainment with me so I would no longer be held captive by the strangling grip of modern technological society.

I had realized that the one thing I repeatedly watched, voraciously (reruns ad-nausea) and could now legally download, was anything Star Trek! So I was even more determined to buy my 80GB, black-cache iPod video and load it up with all my favorite episodes, in sequence no less. This way, I could travel around the world several times over and literally pig out on Star Trek (oink oink). Considering the fact that there are over 600 episodes – if you count all 5 series – the possibilities are endless. Let me tell you: It worked!

After discovering the best places online where I could find the most episodes, I began creating a virtual Star Trek library capable of capturing and drawing my attention away from whichever threatening surroundings and provide me the comfort level of a Starship Enterprise, travelling at warp speed through the galaxy, that only a strong drink could hope to provide.

Watching Mr. Spock live long and prosper as he goes through the heat of the PAN FAR; Doctor Mccoy uttering “He’s dead Jim”; Captain Picard engaging some spacial anomaly, or Worf going “Grrrrrrrrrrr….” certainly made me feel better about where I was. It also allowed me to consider travelling more frequently, a first for me. I felt as if I could imagine myself in the Hallow Deck of the airplane and upon landing, simply say: “Computer, end program” and walk into the airport terminal, safely on ground. Now I can control my own entertainment and my own environment (at least my attitude towards it). Wow, what a change iPod has made for me.

If Star Trek doesn’t provide the escape you need, there are now hundreds of television shows and movies available for download. The Itunes store is a good place to start your search. Why? They even have The Outer Limits. I hope the Twilight Zone is added soon.

An almost endless number of possibilities for those, who like me, don’t like to travel. That’s Y-iPod!