It’s easy to forget that we at CrunchGear are taking part in a mild, nebbish, and highly organized form of hedonism. We become inured to the lures of technology, and like rheumy-eyed Caligulas we survey the mass of writhing, oiled bodies and yearn for something new, something to break the hard bolus of cynicism and distrust we have growing inside us like a dark, terrible pearl.
To offset this, I’ve picked a few great pieces of kit that I’ve enjoyed this year including one pink and cuddly one that has essentially taken over my life.
