The thing I hate about buying any sort of tech gadget is that you begin to be painfully aware of its almost immediate obsolescence.  I bought a digital camera for my trip a while back, and now I read these ads and articles about the next generation of digital cameras that will be five megapixels, and six megapixels, and in late 2005 an eight megapixel camera with 10x optical zoom that also captures a piece of its subject’s soul—which can be handy if you snap a picture of your grandmother and later want to know the secret of that pot roast she made, so you just ask the camera and a disembodied voice answers “It’s all in the paprika, sweetheart.”