So I lost my gps. Or it was stolen. I don’t know. In any case, it’s gone.
Yesterday, I lost my bluetooth. Okay, maybe “lost” isn’t the right word. I know exactly what happened to it. When I was driving down to Irvine, I had to pee like crazy. When I got to a coffee shop in Long Beach I forgot that my bluetooth had been in my lap. I thought I heard something fall as I got out of the car but after a quick glance nothing popped out at me–black bluetooth on black asphalt–so I went inside and it wasn’t until I was back on the freeway that I realized what had happened.

My gps was a Garmin 255w that I bought for 2-something in 2009. Today I bought a Garmin 765 from a guy on Craigslist, a $400+ one, for $80–and it has bluetooth!

And if that isn’t enough, I noticed a coat in the hall closet that I hadn’t noticed in a while. I put my hand in the pocket expecting to find gum wrappers, maybe some change, and what did I find instead? My Canadian bluetooth!

Between this and my taxes, in the words of Ice Cube, gotta say it was good day.