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» Saturday, September 08, 2007
I suppose as someone who grew up in the age of the transistor radio I shouldn't be so surprised. Suddenly radio went from the dark-brown AM-only Bakelite box that was on our kitchen counter bringing us Salty Brine's list of school closings on a snow day to something just twice the size of a deck of cards playing both AM and FM. (I remember Mom's little leather-cased transistor that she took to work with her to listen to Dick Pace and Jack Comley on "Talk Back" while she linked and looped innumerable pieces of jewelry.)

But yesterday when I stopped by Office Max to see about the MicroSD cards they had on sale it took me a while to get my mind wrapped around the idea of this gadget. My phone has a slot for a MicroSD card, you see, and I thought it might be useful to have a card for storage of pictures and even some MP3s. Office Max had a two gigabyte card on sale for $30.

There it sat, in the blister pack, next to the adapter that would allow it to fit an SD slot. They also had a reader that supports 20 other types of memory cards besides the SD, and which plugs into the computer with a short USB cable. I bought both, brought them home, and just stared at the MicroSD in awe. It's 3/4 inch long and 1/2 inch wide and the part that goes into the phone is the thickness of a credit card (the opposite end has a slightly wider edge so you can pull it out of the phone with your thumbnail). Holy cow! Two gigabytes on this tiny card. Absolutely freakin' amazing.

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