- photo by appleseed via flickr
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Steve Jobs is Killing Me
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.