Sad Mac
I think my Mac is dying. Yes yes, I know we’re all dying, even our computers, but I mean soon. I’ve had it since 2000, it’s had a good run.
It has become almost impossible for me to work. I can only use Photoshop for about 30 minutes before it crashes. InDesign, provided it lets me do anything without saying it’s out of memory, runs very slow. Illustrator is fine as long as I don’t do anything crazy (or fun or interesting). Firefox has developed an annoying habit of disappearing. (This is my second time writing this because Firefox disappeared and all was lost.) (Ahem, I never learn. This is my third time, I’m now writing in a text editor and saving often.) These are the programs I use on a regular basis. I’m afraid to use anything else, which is too bad because there’s a bunch of software I should be learning.
Another fun thing is when it starts up the clock gets reset to January 31, 1969. I’ll admit I don’t know what day it is most of the time, but 19-freakin’-69 is way off. Is it a bad sign when the start up chime doesn’t… uh, chime when it starts up? Luckily, the hard drive with a question mark at start up that required me to reinstall everything routine has stopped.
Four years ago my hard drive failed, which isn’t a big deal because they all do eventually. I couldn’t use it for about a month. Instead, I used an X-acto knife and glue to do a couple of projects. It was actually fun—of course, they called me Mr. Analog at my previous job. It wouldn’t be much fun now because I need it for job hunting. I’ve been trying to cut down on my usage. All screens really. I don’t watch TV and only watch one movie a week. Books and walking are much more interesting.
A few years ago I installed a 1GHz upgrade kit, a large hard drive, and maxed out the RAM to 2GB. The plan was to get another couple of years out of it while I saved up for a new one. Half of the plan worked. I got another couple of years but not the money.
According to my stats, a lot of you are Mac users too. I thought this would be a good place to get down on my knees, look up at you with my puppy dog eyes, and say, “Please help me!” I’m not one to ask for help but I’m desperate—and poor. Does anyone have an old Mac they’d be willing to part with for cheap or barter. Keep in mind your old one is probably newer than mine. Is anyone really good friends with someone at Small Dog? Does anyone have pictures of Steve Jobs in a diaper doing inappropriate things to a goat on Secretary’s Day? Any help would be much appreciated.
Thank you for your time.