A miracle! It rises again!

Remember the last tragic installment in which my constant companion Ipod met a hideous, hydrous demise? Well ignore all of that, kids, because today I witnessed a true (if minor) Easter miracle, a second resurrection of sorts. Today when I took the Ipod out of the windowsill, not only did I discover that the half-gallon of water trapped beneath the screen had completely dried out, but also, the thing could actually turn on (absolutely amazing) without administering an eyebrow-charring electric shock (even more amazing). I plugged it into a wall charger, and after a few moments of nerve-wracking buzzing and processing, my old friend was clicking contentedly through my music as though nothing had ever happened; it works perfectly, backlight and all, despite the fact that it experienced an internal electrical storm just three or four days ago.
Apple, I am mystified by your technological prowess. I shall never doubt again.
Perhaps in the spirit of Easter, this day of ultimate resurrection, I should hereafter refer to my Ipod as "Little Jesus."
But that would probably be un-PC.