October 30, 2010

• iWhatever

  I have been a fan of Apple since I bought my iMac. Frankly speaking, I am not a computer “nerd”. I am only an end-user. The world has already been full of experts who care for the next upgrading of hardwares. There should be someone who use whatever they have invented and ask for more. I am such a person. But I like the sense of holding the world in my hand wherever I am. (There are still some people especially the hardware guys thinking that they are the real people holding the world in their hand. Whatever!)

  The graphic of iMac and the interface of iMac are superb. I can drag the picture of certain webpage to the desktop to copy the image. My colleagues ask me to use Keynotes of iWork to do even their presentation. I once bought a kit to upgrade the operation system and all Apple’s softwares installed in my iMac. I put the one-and-only-one disc in my iMac. Within 10 minutes, every upgrade was done leaving all other softwares and files intact. It was so carefree. It seems that I am drowned in the abundance of handiness created by Apple.

  Later I bought my first iPod. I went to gym with it. I found it a good mate whenever I wanted to be alone with my own world. To further my indulgence, I bought an iPhone 4. Then came the real addiction. iPhone is not a cellphone. It is a tiny palmtop. I can get access to the Internet wherever I am and whenever I like. On one hand, I become more autistic. On the other, I feel secure because I really have access to the world of information at all times. Some people like installing games in their iPhones. I like installing the apps of museums and books in my iPhone. It is the feeling that I own a part of the collections in Louvre which makes me shivering with satisfaction. I have also joined MobileMe which enables me sync my calendar and share any files on the web, my iMac and my iPhone. Life is simple and easy in a blink.

  My addiction has obviously affected Sandra. But as she travels a load to Mainland China, she has to keep her two-number-SIM card. This means that iPhone cannot quench her thirst for being “i” and she can only envy of my indulgence of “i”.

  Before she set off for Europe for a fortnight, I bought her an iPad. Since she owned her “i”, she has been iPadding whenever she likes. The world of apps really fascinates her. Sandra’s problem is not being autistic like me. I think hers is attention-deficit/hyperactivity one. She needs several different things always ready around to attract her or to keep her occupied. Therefore the ownership of iPad is really something to her. She has already synced her calendar on MobileMe and is certified “i” in progress.

  Sandra and I plan to go to sign up a 3G plan for Sandra’s iPad today. Then our metamorphosis of “i” will be completed. The world will become so large that there will be no limit and at the same time so small that it is contained in a size not greater than a piece of A4 paper.

  PS: There are other choices than Apple’s products. They can also help you complete your metamorphosis of “i”. But Apple’s design is so carefree that I rank other brands lower in the list. Bite me!

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