Thursday (January 25, 2024) was the 40th birthday of the Apple Macintosh computer. So much of what makes our PC experience what it is today belongs to that moment.
[Insanely Great: The Apple Mac at 40](https://www.youtube.com/live/Vl__10euTRo?si=g4gB9K372VFsAcNq)
The first Mac I ever used was an Apple Macintosh 512ke with an Apple Hard Disk 20 in the Mathematics lab at the University of Tennessee at Martin. I used MacWrite, MacPaint, Microsoft MultiPlan, and Klondike.
In the past 4 years I’ve gone down this road a thousand times, searching for one thing, or any combination of one things I could have done or not done that might have prevented my son’s suicide. It’s part of processing trauma, and perhaps a requisite for moving forward, but in the end, it’s just shouting at windmills. For me, once I look up at the spinning blades and the clouds behind them I just long for one more moment with my son; the closure I cannot have.
I’d love to tell everyone on Mastodon: “I don’t care why you are or are not buying a Vision Pro today. Get back to the stuff I follow you for.”
It took me a whole year to finish the last one. Now you tell me I have *another* year to deal with?
Approaching Zero 