I'm up, I'm up.
I resisted computers for years. I finally got a typewriter that could word process, but that drove me crazy. I did write a script on a computer in the late 80s, but it was madness - I hated the font (there were no choices), and it printed out on that awful paper that you had to tear the sides off, and I had two pages of macro commands taped to the shelf where the computer was located.
My first computer was a Mac at Varese, someone's ancient Mac that ended up in my office when they got a new one. I was thrilled to get on the Internet, sort of. It wasn't a 56K modem, so it took about twenty minutes to connect, and then wouldn't stay connected. I was quite certain that that was how all computers worked, and I was ready to toss it into the trash. Then I checked out a Compaq in 1999, and Varese bought it for me ($700). That was like a whole new world, even though it, too, didn't do anything very fast. I took that with me to you-know-where. They have it now, and I'm glad they do. I next bought a Toshiba laptop, which worked okay, then a Dell, which worked better until it started having probs. Then I made the switch to this here Powerbook and that is the best I've had. I did get enamored of the tabletop thing I saw yesterday.
