It started when I was working in the 80s at ComputerLand. I was hired by my mom’s friend the year after I had graduated high school. She hired me to be her assistant.
We sold IBM PCs to banks. There were no hard drives or memory on computers in those days. We saved our data on something called a 5 1/4 inch floppy disc.
One beautiful day a cute square box with an apple on it arrived that changed our lives. I got to open it. That was truly an exciting memory.
It was the 1984 Macintosh also called the Mac Classic. We opened it up and I saw my first mouse. I couldn’t believe it. It was like a dream come true, someone, thank you Steve Jobs, had revolutionized the computer.
Do any of you guys remember Wordstar? It was pre-word and used on IBM computers. Basically, you had to type a command-U before underlining and a command-U after the words to stop underlining. If you forgot the second command, your entire page would be underscored.
Bwah Ha ha ha. That’s nerd humor for you.
I hung out with the technicians. We got to open backs of computers and change mother boards and printer adapters. Fun stuff yet thoroughly educational and enjoyable. One day my friend Keary programmed a tiny musical symphony.
Why I love Apple and Mac Computers.
In 1986, after working at IBM, I bought my first Mac Classic at the student store at San Jose State University. The price was US$999. It was a bit of a novelty among my friends but me and my roommate got all of our reports done and WE COULD EDIT THEM.
Does anyone remember using white out on paper on a typewriter?
After university, I got my first job at big company in Los Angeles. There again, it was Mac all the way. To date, I have had and worked on
Macintosh ~ 1984
Apple IIgs ~ 1986
Macintosh LC 1990
Power Macintosh ~ 1994
Powerbook ~ 1996
iMac ~ 1998
Macbook ~ 2007
iphone – 2010
Talk about brand loyalty. The most difficult time in my life is when I moved to Europe in 1995 and couldn’t get support for my Powerbook to get my email going. I survived through it though. Europe has only embraced Apple in the last few years.
What I love about Macs?
Design. Intelligence. Font choice. The smile when you boot. User friendliness. The cool factor. That I have another mac or Apple and plan on getting more.
Thank you Steve Jobs and God bless.
How about you? Just how much do you love your Apple products? Are you loyal to any ONE brand?
Also, I’ve never agreed with people who say Mac is just used for designers. I think ANYONE would love a mac product. Also I JUST had a long conversation how the ipad will revolutionize reading. I believe it will. I see kids with backpacks weighing 20 pounds and I get it big time.
1. That I could reach an audience in all of the world wherever there is internet. For some reason I thought I was still speaking to my immediate friends.
2. That people could laugh at me if they wanted. Sometimes they do but I mostly get compliments, thank goodness.
3. That everyone uses their blogs however they want in different ways to represent their own style. Some blogs have comments, some have books, some have lists, some have videos. Each person can make their blog completely personalized.
4. That the blogger community is extremely supportive. If you need help with anything there are endless forums to help you answer your questions. Or, you can post a new one. I did and got tons of quick answers.
5. That words are important. And can save lives. Take for example:
Let’s eat Grandma! versus Let’s eat, Grandma!
Believe it or not, a lot of people find my blog by typing those words into google.
6. That some people make money with their blogs,
7. That it takes more time and dedication than I thought. But like most projects the more you put into it the more you get out of it.
8. That I ♥ blogging.
9. That 97 percent of people want to write a book.
10. What’s a widget. I thought a widget was that wooden triangle piece you slip under a door to hold it open. Boy was a surprised. I have since discovered that widgets are the spice of life. You can see all my widgets on my right column. They are things like being able to see your categories, most popular posts and facebook links.
11. What’s a theme? Believe it or not, you get FREE themes. Themes are the overall looks of your site and you can choose whichever one suits you, just like a jacket.
You can even change as often as you want. I like mine for now but you never know. People love new looks. And it’s free.
12. That blogging would bring me increased confidence just like overcoming a fear.
14. That you would be reading this.
and just for fun, I’ll add another one. What would you add? What’s your number 14?
14. I wish I knew what social media was and how incredibly far reaching it is. I had seriously only heard the term social media at a garage sale buying a book. Things you should look into are twitter, facebook and now pinterest.
I’m seriously in awe of the amount of times I see people in real life who have read my latest posts.
What about you? What are your favorite widgets? Why do you blog? Why don’t you blog? What are your favorite blogs and why?
As always, thanks for visiting and commenting. Nice to see you.
Write down my goal in very specific terms.
Practise visualisations daily.
Stay positive and have an attitude of gratitude.
Tell people about my goal repeatedly and publicly.
I had a long talk with a friend of mine, Sofia. When I mean long, I mean about two hours over lunch. She inspired me unbelievably. We talked about politics, classes, teachers, we even joked. We talked about art and music. We helped each other out.
Here’s the catch. This girl was nine. That’s why I love youth. That’s why I believe in our future.
I mean it. I was stunned. I showed her one of my paintings on my cell phone and she said it rivaled Van Gogh. She says to me, you know, I like it because it isn’t all perfect and straight.
I asked her what her plans for life are. She has it pretty much figured out. First plan was to marry Justin Bieber. If that fails, she’s marrying rich. If that fails she says she’s going into politics.
I ask her why? She says because she wants to make the world a better place.
Makes my overwhelmed state of life seem so silly. Why do grown ups mess everything up? We talked so long about education and the importance of learning. I taught her how to do her multiples of nine on her hands. I taught her what Chinese Math is by singing and learning by singing. I taught her how to count her seasons on her knuckles.
I admire her.
And she me, I believe. It’s friendship.
I notice how people’s friends all sort of look alike. I mean, my best girlfriends and I are almost equal in height, coloring, etc. Same with my husband’s, sister’s, children’s, etc.
What I think is special is when you cross those boundries and the old man and the
young child hold hands. How black meets white. How a homeless can talk with a rich person and share their experiences hoping to make this world a better place.
I know I’m a dreamer. Aren’t we all to some extent? I just wish life were more simple. Too many problems to begin listing them. I am just thankful I have an outlet through writing, through walking, through painting, through participating, through helping and through friendships.
In the meantime, as always I hope post finds you lovely, lucky and in love.
It’s like when you shut your eyes, then you open them and see your kids are grown. Time flies so fast. We want to capture it and hold onto it. Especially the kids. I want to hold on to every smile they make.
They are so happy go lucky, true boys boyz. Yesterday was a big day for us in growth. My littlest found his balance on his new bike.
I watched him learn with a happy heart. He got the glow in his eye and looked at me with big smiles as he propelled himself forward wabbly and all.
Students to me: Prof, where are you going?
Me: To get something for my son’s birthday.
Them: But you said that yesterday.
Me: For my kids every day is their birthday.
We cross the street and we are in the middle of the most beautiful Italian countryside and orchards. It makes my heart stop. I try to capture it with words but it’s bigger than me. Sort of like driving with rows of seedlings.
Violet sunset sky going down across golden hay.
It seems ridiculous to even attempt to describe the beauty. Take a cool deep breath and close your eyes. You can feel the cool air in your lungs and the warm embracing sun over head. Coolish in the shade.
Nature’s beauty restores our souls.
I’ve been running lately a big more than usual. Last night, my boys were invited to come with me. They out ran me ~ boy are they fast. It was so cute though running side by side with my six year old, him looking up at me smiling. It truly warms my heart. My big guy going off ahead ’til the farm house.
Dinner ready, table set when I come home. Hot bath. No bubbles today.
I try to catch the beauty with words but we all know it’s futile. Still, if I close my eyes I can see and breathe the fresh air and know it’s all good, it’s all beautiful, pretty, sweet, and for us to behold.