My new obsession

Yesterday, a diminutive box arrived in the mail. Inside it was the stuff of every nerd’s fantasies (almost) fully realized. That’s right. The Kindle 2.

I am in love.

Of course, I wish the images were in color. I’m not convinced about the 5-way controller. Text to speech function is scary and robotic. But to me, these are minor blips for this otherwise fantastic gadget.

Since I don’t have many kindle texts yet, I am amusing myself by sleeping my Kindle to see which picture appears on the screen next. Right now, it’s Oscar Wilde. Other authors rocking my Kindle screen so far: Edgar Allan Poe and Harriet Beecher Stowe.