Want an iPad, but I do have an Eye Pad

I do have some new Eye Pads, but not an iPad.

I’d like to get an iPad and certainly will, eventually.

my iphone
my iphone

When the iPhone came out, it was too expensive. A few months after release, they lowered the price $200 and I got one then. Since then, the price is still lower, although the fee for data is higher. I’ve still got the original 2g (over 2 and half years). The 2g data costs less, and it works too well to upgrade — although I probably will get a new one if this one breaks, or, most likely, when the next generation is released, probably this summer.

Apple iPad

This is just to say that I think what we hear is true, that the iPad, and similar devices, will enjoy exploding popularity just as smartphones did — and will soon be the first choice for reading textbooks, books, magazines, and newspapers.

And I want one too.

Is it vulgar to love a company and the hyped-up products that company makes? Perhaps.  Perhaps not. Life is short. I’ve used and enjoyed Apple products since my first Apple IIe in 1982.

But money is tight these days, so I’ll have settle for a lesser but still awesome eye pad:   Visine Total Eye Soothing Wipes.

I just discovered the eye pads a few weeks ago. I don’t know if they’re selling as fast as iPhones and iPads, but the last time I checked, Walgreens was out. I had to go to Walmart, where I bought the last three they had on their shelves.

I badly strained my eyes in 2006, while editing my feature indie film, Coffee Therapy.

Since 1982, I’ve spent many hours a day staring at computer monitors, but I think that film is what really did it. Editing video is a little different from writing. The stuff is small, the changes minute, and one has a tendency to work for hours at a time without looking up, and forgetting to blink. (BTW, Coffee Therapy is, of course, available on DVD).

I also spend much of my time handling paper and ink. I often do this while using a computer — going back and forth from printing to writing — and I’ve got a bad habit of rubbing my eyes. Not a good combination.

I guess I should not have ignored my grandmother’s stern commands.  She told me, many many times, “Stop rubbing your eyes!”

Thus, I’ve got a little problem with blepharitis, and the best treatment for this is scrubbing the eyelids with a warm washcloth several times a day.

I find the eye pads more convenient than washcloths, and I can take them into my office and into my car.

But I still want an iPad.