Putting a label or some kind of mark on one of them would have been much too simple. No, the best way to tell the difference between the two outwardly identical computers was to put the one that didn’t work away. If you’re just keeping something for parts, you don’t need to keep it handy. Leave the one that works out on the floor of the family room – where it’s easy…
Yesterday marked the passing of my original, 1998 vintage, rev. B, bondi blue iMac. I was firing it back up to serve as a back up server, so I could bring the iBook off-line for some heavy duty servicing. Alas, my old buddy went down in an unspectacular snap, crackle and pop within thirty seconds of powering it up.
It seems like it was only yesterday I was ankle tackling a fellow post-Thanksgiving…
During my week-long sojourn in sickness there was this peek in the week when my temperature had a few too many integers added in. (I loose two points for ending a sentence with a preposition… would it kill me to come up with another throw away noun?) During this time of confusion, lethargy, and yes… pain, you’d think someone would have had the decency to put the poor creature…
Friends, Romans, Countrymen… lend me your ears. We’re not in Rome, you say? A curse on you who mock my fit of whimsy!
When last I spoke of my bite of Apple lore, I was smote with glee over nine point oh four.
But you had to know that I wouldn’t be satisfied with half measures, didn’t you? This week I went whole hog and pushed the TAM to its official software limit –…
But speaking of twentieth anniversaries, I thought I’d let you all know that I’ve successfully installed and booted OS 9.0.4 on the Twentieth Anniversary Mac at my office. I made a brief search through my disgustingly well organized software archive at home, and came up with my old version of iTunes (version 2) that plays nicely with OS 9 (sans OS 8 hack). I was positively glowing with…
In the context of a computer repair manual, a procedure is described as “pretty difficult,” you should pretty much assume that this procedure is not for you – unless you make a living doing this kind of thing.
I’ve cracked the case on a computer or two in my day, but I’m strictly a novice. That’s why I had no business pulling the innards out of my recently…
About 38 hours ago my wife wanted nothing to do with another old computer. In fact, I had to agree to dispose of my vintage, 1994 Macintosh Performa 577, to make room for my prized new addition to our little Mac Museum.
About 17 hours ago my wife walked into our family room and noticed the TV was on… on the computer screen. “How did you do that?” she asked. “Elementary, my…
My wife thinks I’ve finally lost my mind. My wife’s friend since high school agrees. Me? My heart is pitter-pattering like freshman invited to the senior prom. I got my hands on a piece of Macintosh Lore… a genuine Twentieth Anniversary Mac.
To the average layperson the Twentieth Anniversary Mac (TAM) is nothing but an eight-year-old computer. Weighing in with a 250MHz, 603e PPC…
“Cats and dogs, living together, mass-hysteria!”
– Bill Murray, Ghostbusters
97.5% of the folks out there who bought a PC this year won’t care one whiff about this – but what do they know anyway? First, there was the Macintosh. Then, there was Wintel. Now (or in 2006 anyway) there is Macintel. This is just like finding out Darth Vader was Luke’s father.
Not that I need any external pressure to fool around with my PowerBook, but I was feeling it from two different directions this weekend. First there was the peer pressure. That’s right friends; peer pressure isn’t just for adolescence anymore. It’s just as relevant to a 34 year old computer nerd as it is for a 16 year old dermatologist’s patient. It seems that a friend of…