My iPod's not going to be in the Sunday Journal this week, just, y'know, if my Albuquerque readers get excited when they see the front page. That's not the infamous iPoddy, but a pale immitation.

iPoddy was shot down because he is, as Will Smith would term it, "old and busted," and the art director was looking for more in the way of new hotness. After rejecting iPoddy out of hand, she went on a newsroom-wide hunt for a newer, cooler iPod to fit the bill. Apparently, she had to tell people who referred me that my iPod was two generations old and didn't feature the Click Wheel of Infinate Coolness.

Now the Editorial Board is taunting and teasing me over my old and busted iPoddy.

I've promised iPoddy that I'll download some hip young indie band off iTunes in the next couple of days to make up for the grevious insults he's had to suffer. Poor little guy, he's going to end up with a complex.