My parents came to town for a visit this weekend. We had a good time. The usual catching up, since it has been a while since I saw them. We were talking about this and that, and I was mentioning how I wished I could write when I felt like writing, instead of having to wait until I was home, in the office, at the computer.
So my dad, being the kind of guy he is, says, "Are you telling me a laptop is the only thing keeping you from writing?"
Of course it isn't, but we joked about it. I did want a notebook computer eventually, and it wasn't happening anytime soon since we're far from rich. He decided that he was going to buy me one. I tried to talk him out of it - somewhat half-heartedly, I'll admit - but the thing about my dad is that when it comes to his own family he is extraordinarily generous and frankly unstoppable in that regard. If I had talked him out of a notebook, he would have found some other way to give us something . . . another trip to Las Vegas, for instance.
I've kinda had my eye on a Mac for a while now. I don't think there's anything wrong with a Windows PC; after all, I have had many in my day. They're OK. But I figured it was time to shake things up, Macs are notoriously reliable and easy to use, and I do have some experience with them so it wouldn't be a complete culture shock.
So now I have a 14" iBook G4.