Happy Birthday

Today marks the 30th anniversary of Apple Computer. I bought my first Mac over ten years ago: the Power Macintosh 7500 with a 100 mHz processor, running OS 7.5.

I followed that up with a blue & white G3 that tripled the processing speed (300!). Then my first laptop, the PowerBook G3 with a 550 mHz processor. It served me well until last fall, when the hard drive finally sputtered out. I swapped it out for a new HD and got it purring again. It was my main computer until my MacBook Pro arrived two weeks ago.

And how about the iPod? I'm on my third one. Got the first gen 10 gig model, then the four button third gen and finally the 60 gig video iPod last fall.

Apple's products just fucking rock.

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A recent e-mail from a copywriter I used to work with:

Ron,
I was walking to work last week wearing jeans and a suit coat (I had a client meeting) and about half way there I had a epiphany... Wearing a suit coat and jeans is the "Clothing Mullet": Business on top, party down below. I don't think I can ever wear that again. From now on if I need a suit coat I wear a fucking suit. I just thought this seemed like the kind of information one should share with Ron Lim.
- Pat

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Why I hate telemarketers...

PHONE RINGS.

ME: Hello.

CALLER: Hello, may I speak to Jerry please?

ME: Uh, no. He hasn't had this number for years. Sorry.

CALLER: May I know who am I speaking to?

ME: No you may not.

CALLER: You don't want to give me your name?

ME: No. What is this regarding?

CALLER: You don't want to give me your name?

ME: No.

CALLER: Then go to HELL!

CLICK.


This particular asshole was calling from India. Then, for the next three hours, his co-workers called me every hour. I stopped answering. For the record, I did add my name to the National Do Not Call list, but they called looking for Jerry Gerber, the man who used to have my number.