Things that matter : Part I

Doing a little mini-series on things that matter to me. Small or big. But matter.

Was listening to a little anecdote about the concept of "self-made" men or women and how it's a bit of a farce. Probably is the truth. People you know, the work you do (whether you like it or not), your dream(s) - these things at the end of the day make you. Unless you're a spy. Which is awesome, but I probably don't know you.

Materialism.

I got my first computer when I was in primary school. This Windows 95-run junk box. Frustrating, cantankerous, moody and often in need of a beating. I kid you not.
Ol' Betsy, in her hay day, was hardly prime property. But it was a goddamn epiphany.
I could safely say her presence changed things around a little bit. Perhaps came close to changing my life. If only she had it in her.

Stacey had no mom. Unless we get emotional about it and say Betsy...well you get the point. Stacey came to me on July 11, 2001. Yes, I remember the date. Because it mattered to me. First time I went computer shopping. Now Stacey needs more than a few lines dedicated to her. Stacey did change my life through her Windows XP OS and Pentium IV chipset. Well, now I'm plain geeky. Who am I kidding?
Stacey brought design to me. And this LCD-adorned piece would unknowingly change my future. Today here I am on the brink of a design career, however menial. For this I thank Stacey, my comrade. It's a wonder how she even handle the ruthless indifference of Adobe to old school desktops such as her. But she did. Until I burnt her insides and left her to a dude named Amol for a couple of grand. Oh well.

Now we come onto the little beauty that is Norah. I gently stroke her milk white buttons while I type this post. Norah was a compulsion. And now, she is irreplaceable. Apple Inc. perhaps brought Norah to me but I'd like to believe it was destiny. ("Cut!")

My first laptop, my first Mac, and perhaps a stepping stone toward a real design career. Since it has been only a couple of months (June 3, 2009), my adventures with Norah have only begun. We shall speak of them over time.


That was the first bit on things that matter. To me. My machinery, I salute.