We had been saving for a laptop for some time, mainly to increase the amount of time my wife and I actually spent in the same room. I know that's bad. But she would be saggy knees deep in a Nip/Tuck marathon, and I would be searching for deals on Steep and Cheap, both very important tasks, and it was taking away from the immense, overwhelming satisfaction we each get from being in the other's company. Maybe a little overstated.
So we asked around, and all of our friends who owned MacBooks couldn't say enough about them. I had been a longstanding Apple hater because it's ridiculous to call him "Steve" and put Apple bumper stickers on your Prius, but that was somewhat mitigated after I got an iPhone and realized there really was something special and different that my Nokia 5165 just didn't have.
So we saved a little extra coin and got a 13" MacBook Pro, which I will never call MBP no matter how many times Wired does.
Lil John's MacBook Pro (WHAT!!!)
It hasn't been quite a religious experience as there's been no violation of areas covered by my bathing suit, but there's a reason why these things are so popular. Granted, a lot of it is hype and they've probably sold more than a few just because the box is so dang cute, but just like my iPhone, it's apparent from the moment you turn it on that this thing was created with the user in mind. I've owned only PCs in the past, and in comparison they've felt like the sum of a bunch of components that were more forced to fit together rather than designed to improve the overall experience. I know all about Apple's reputation for being extremely restrictive, and I'm salty that it wants to convert all my MP3s to a format only Apple uses, but using this thing is like using my thumb.
So while my iPhone can't capture the magic of my monophonic "Push It" ringtone (actually, it probably can), and I feel like a piece of me is missing without having to defrag weekly, the trade off is worth it, and I'm glad to be funding those poppy psychadelic iPod commercials. Thanks Steve!!!
