[Cheney] is an iPod fan, and keeping it charged is a priority for his staff. Normally that isn't an issue, even when he's flying around the world. Air Force II is equipped with outlets in each row of seats. But when Dick Cheney was traveling home overnight Wednesday from his diplomatic mission, most of the outlets went on the fritz.Link (Thanks, Paul Boutin!)
Working passengers began lining up their laptops to share the power from a couple of working outlets – particularly the reporters who urgently needed to prepare their articles to transmit during a quick refueling stop in England.
But when Cheney said his iPod needed to be recharged, it took precedent above all else and dominated one precious outlet for several hours. The vice president's press staff intervened so a reporter could use the outlet for 15 minutes to charge a dead laptop, but then the digital music device was plugged back in. That way, Cheney got his press coverage and his music, too.
Reader comment: Tom says,
This just shows how inefficient the executive office is. The iPod charges via USB -- any USB -- so a laptop could easily have been plugged in and charged Cheney's iPod simultaneously. This would work out better than charging just the iPod.Reader comment: Dave Hoffman says,
My iPod charges via firewire. My laptop doesn't have a firewire port. I have to charge it from my desktop or from the wall.Reader comment: Hal says,
Much as I detest the guy, maybe he had a reason for not plugging it into somebody's laptop. If you accept the default installation of iTunes, it will open the iPod automatically. Maybe the Veep didn't want anyone to see what crappy music he listens to. Or what he got for free online...Bonus link: Dick Cheney Slash Fanfiction. Snip:
Cheney then looked up at Rumsfeld. His dark gaze leered at Rumsfeld, hypnotizing him to overcome a feeling of lust. A desire. "Oh, Dick..." Rumsfeld nudged Cheney against a wall and stared deeper into his dark eyes. Rumsfeld couldn't help but touch Cheney's lips with his.(Thanks, Stacia). Next post
“Holy mackerel...that’s funny! I had a similar feeling about you!” Rumsfeld giggled as he kissed the side of Cheney's mouth hysterically. Rumsfeld let his tongue go for Cheney's ear.