IPODs are the great Sony walkman of the 21st century. Contents of an IPOD reflect the personality of the owner. My IPOD is an electronic expose’ of being a turbo dork. Here is a list of what is on my IPOD: Aly and AJ - my daughters loaded this, Bon Jovi, Hannah Montana - my daughters loaded this, Frank Sinatra, Bruce Hornsby, Tracy Chapman, Norah Jones, Chris Tomlin, Paul Baloche, Michael Buble, John Prine, John Mayer, Amos Lee, Jersey Boys Soundtrack, Wicked Soundtrack, Gordon Lightfoot, David Gray, David Wilcox, Counting Crows, Hootie and the Blowfish, Green Day, Josh Groban, Tony Bennett, Les Miserable Soundtrack, Van Morrison, Neil Young, Neil Diamond, Toad the Wet Sprocket, Wilco, PODCASTS - Bob Edwards Weekend, This American Life, Truth for Life, Selected Shorts. Schizophrenic is a good description of my IPOD contents. The information is disjointed and reminds me of a man without a country. I draw the line at country music. You will not find country music on my IPOD but scrolling through you might question my identity on a variety of fronts. Over 2232 songs on my IPOD and the cross section above is multiplied 10 fold on the device. The contents lack theme or connectivity. Disclosing the private contents of my IPOD expose something about me that I am afraid to type. Good thing that I am married because if I had to date and my IPOD was in my car I can imagine picking my date up for dinner. As I open the car door for her and she sits down I walk around the car. Unfortunately for me I leave my IPOD on the seat and she scrolls through. I open the door and sit down while putting the key in the ignition I state that we are going to go to a … Empty passenger seat as my date walks up the sidewalk leaving me with an empty car but a full IPOD. I don’t think my wife has ever scrolled through my IPOD. My secret life of soundtrack singing and dorky podcast enjoyment should remain forever private. Don’t let anyone ever scroll through your IPOD it could kill your relationship.AH