I have a case of Applelust.
I think this is a first for me. Sure, I liked the Titanium Powerbooks, but I have always like Apple Powerbooks. Never enough enough to actually consider buying one though, since they have traditionally been overpriced and come with a 15-year-old buggy operating system, and besides, I exclusively buy boring beige Dell dekstops and big, black, brick-like Dell laptops.
But there’s something about the new iBook.
It’s sexy. It’s sleek. It’s tiny.
For an Apple latpop, it’s a bargain. And it’s at least comparable if not superior to consumer PC laptops.
It can run OS X. While I have been skeptical of OS X in the past, the idea of having an 11.2 x 9.1 x 1.35” notebook that I can not only run Apache and Perl to develop web apps, furiosly type into terminals running emacs, all the while simultaneously running Internet Explorer and Photoshop, and be connected wirelessly to the Internet is pretty fucking cool.
So, yes, I want an iBook.
“Does that make me a pussy?” I asked some of my friends.
They mostly said “yes.”
On a completely seperate note, happy birthday Über. It was one year ago today that Ben, Anne, Andrea, Andy and I launched that silly little zine, and I think it’s safe to say that most of the people who knew us didn’t think it would last more than three months. But we showed them. Sure, we had to toss editorial quality out the window, devote one day a week to anti-content, and publish tons of moronic lists of words that begin with the letter “p,” but still. I’m proud of Über.
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