I used to get excited when new technology showed up. Now most of the new hardware and software is designed for big corporations and enterprises, and the stuff made for individual consumers is made to appeal to those who have oodles of expendable cash. No blame. It's just that being able to go with the flow of how technology is opening up the world was very exciting, and now it's calmed down to the same ol'/same ol'.
Like many other Mac users I've been waiting for the big announcements from the Apple executives about what's new, and yesterday was the big day. They came out with a new iPhone, but I can't afford AT&T prices for their services, so that meant nothing to me. I don't read anything about the iPhone because the cost of doing business with AT&T make me feel like the lowest of the low when it comes to my limited income. My bad. I should have tried to get rich rather than understanding the world. I try to regret taking the path with heart that sot itself before me, but I get the giggles instead.
There was more information about the new operating system they're calling Snow Leopard. It's the 64-bit system I've been eager to purchase and use. The $24 price tag couldn't be much better. I paid $124 for the upgrade to the 32-bit Leopard system I'm presently using. As I've mentioned though, my Mac Mini has a dual-core Intel processing chip I'm fairly satisfied with, it's just not a 64-bit processing chip, but a 32-bit one.
In other words, I can't just pay $24 and get the new 64-bit operating system without either upgrading my processing chip to the 64-bit one ($400-500) or buy a new computer that has a 64-bit chip. upgrading might be a good deal for me if my Mac Mini motherboard had the Nvidia chip set instead of the slow, unimproved Intel chip set. But, from what I've read, my upgrading the processing chip I might have to pay even more than for a new computer.
One thing is for sure, I'll never go back to using a Windows box unless they made some real changes about security. I don't care whose fault Microsoft's security problem is or for what reason. I'd rather pay the higher initial price of one of the less expensive Macs because I know it's gonna be cheaper to own and to use in the long run than anything Microsoft has out on the market.
The 2 gigabyte DRAM upgrade makes my Mac Mini run as smooth as butter. I'm still tempted to buy an SSD to replace the spinning hard drive I use now, but the new memory has made a significant difference in a good way to my computing needs. Besides, I still haven't run across exact information about which SSD Apple offers with it's expensive models, and I gotta know that for my own satisfaction.
I just wrote something that came out exactly like I wanted. There is this guy who makes a habit of attacking everything the group moderator says and appears to do it to make her look less than his equal. Discussing it openly doesn't phase him. He reminded me of people I've known who got off on pain. They're constantly trying to piss people off so they'll hurt them. I've called it a form of rape. She has repetitively and explosively denied interest in being his bitch.
She commented earlier today about whether I think he realizes how obtuse and redundant he is about his obnoxious behavior and I found myself writing this:
"The paradox of it is that he seems to want to weaken you in order
to protect you from people like him."
Writing this was doubly meaningful for me. The statement appears to indicate a deeper understanding of the concept of "paradox", and I wrote it to this woman who first made me realize I didn't understand the term paradox deeply enough to carelessly use it. Hah! I guess I showed her! '-)
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
