I fell in love with Macs in the late eighties, when computers looked like Fisher Price toys and the logo was an apple with rainbow colors. Now, Steve Jobs is trying to kill my three year old PowerBook with his flashy new
MacBook Air. No, it's not a sneaker. It's the world's thinnest laptop. 0.16-0.76 of an inch thick. The magic of Apple is that they can go from the jaw dropping to the mundane in no time flat. I remember the first time I saw a friend get the very first iPod, how she opened the box to ooohs and ahhhhs. I remember the first time I opened up my iBook clamshell and almost cried a river it was so pretty and blue. And then the first iPhone commercial came out and my mouth hung open and eyes bugged out for the duration of the pitch. So now, after I've typed this for a few minutes, my lust has landed, and I'm content once again with my three year old PowerBook and my four year old iPod. The reality is, Steve Jobs, that you can bring it on. You see, technology will always ooh and ahh me, so I put a cap on it. A laptop no more than once every five years, an iPod only if it goes to iPod heaven, and an iPhone only when it's as cheap as an iPod. And a MacBook Air? Dream on, my clumsy ass would break that thing its first week... But damn, she's pretty.
I fell in love with Macs in the late eighties, when computers looked like Fisher Price toys and the logo was an apple with rainbow colors. Now, Steve Jobs is trying to kill my three year old PowerBook with his flashy new MacBook Air. No, it's not a sneaker. It's the world's thinnest laptop. 0.16-0.76 of an inch thick. The magic of Apple is that they can go from the jaw dropping to the mundane in no time flat. I remember the first time I saw a friend get the very first iPod, how she opened the box to ooohs and ahhhhs. I remember the first time I opened up my iBook clamshell and almost cried a river it was so pretty and blue. And then the first iPhone commercial came out and my mouth hung open and eyes bugged out for the duration of the pitch. So now, after I've typed this for a few minutes, my lust has landed, and I'm content once again with my three year old PowerBook and my four year old iPod. The reality is, Steve Jobs, that you can bring it on. You see, technology will always ooh and ahh me, so I put a cap on it. A laptop no more than once every five years, an iPod only if it goes to iPod heaven, and an iPhone only when it's as cheap as an iPod. And a MacBook Air? Dream on, my clumsy ass would break that thing its first week... But damn, she's pretty.
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I don't use Macbooks, but it gave me a total "nerdgasm" (can one say that online?).
Someday.
if i can say "ass" you can say "nergasm". besides, that is a great word...
I share you pain...I really want the Air but right now it's not in my cards....maybe I'll just stare at others' when they pull their ultra-thin laptops out at Starbucks.
{{{hr_g}}}
right after we rob them of their iPhones...
Hey! I have an iPhone...I've been trying to implant it into my body but to no avail.
I know, it's stunning. It has me envisioning the computer system I'll set up when I go to grad school thusly: "Well, I'll get a big, powerful desktop, and then I'll take that cute little Air to class! Awesome!"
And it would be awesome, too, if someone else would pay for it!
hr_g- do i get to play with your phone on tommorrow?
english m- i am also in the market for a computer benefactor. please let me know where to find one....
My resolve to go with the plain ol' MacBook is definitely being challenged by visions of sugarplum laptops, dancing in the, well, MacBook Air.
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