Love thy Mac
“How do you like them Apples?”, asks Luis Villazon (issue 315). I much prefer mine sweet and crunchy. However, crunchy is sometimes indicative of that heart-stopping sound you hear when nostalgic Macs are put back on lifesupport. Now, I’m going to have to ask respectfully that copious snaps of Macs be curtailed – maybe to a pretty snap of one or two each issue.
Why? Well, I have a problem. Just a peek of a Mac Plus or a Mac SE/30 or an Apple III, will have me scarpering up the ladder into my loft to caress one of them all over again. And once there, that is it. I could be there for days on end. Me and a heap of Apple castoffs. The old age electronic computer spawn of the two Steves has me in its spell yet again.
Lastly, is an Apple Lisa really worth a big pile of fifty pound notes? Yikes! I bought an Apple Lisa at an auction 20 years ago – the previous owner no doubt had to kick it out of the proverbial bed. After all, as Luis rightly points out, it was an outrage to use. You needed the patience of a three saints to use it and the pockets of a madman to actually buy one brand spanking new. So, when I find it, l’ll put on my Prince’s regalia and give my Lisa the kiss of life. But whether she’ll awake after 20 years of dreamless slumber, I don’t know. I’ll keep you posted. by Ray HoweS
You better not read Luis’ Love your Mac feature this issue then Ray, as he’s trying to reanimate a cache of vintage Mac monitors. Turn to page to page 83 if you dare!