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One iBook 500, cheap to a good home

This weekend, I picked up my first-ever Powerbook. I debated over whether to get the 12″ or the 15″. Both have the 867MHz processor, but the 15″ version has two additional features: a 1MB level 3 cache and a faster graphics card. However, portability, and more importantly, budget, determined that the 12″ with the combo-drive (CD recording and playback / DVD playback-only) and RAM maxed out to 640MB was my best bet.

Now that I have the Powerbook, the 500 MHz iBook that I bought used is redundant. It has served me well, helped pay the rent and will make a great machine for someone who’s doing writing, Web surfing and even some programming (I used it for PHP/MySQL development). I just needed a faster box on which to do my work and master the complexities of unix-y network hackery.

I bought the iBook in November and put another 256MB RAM into it for a total of 384MB. It has a 10GB hard drive, with about 2GB free. One of the reasons it went so cheap is that the trackpad doesn’t work. The warranty ran out before it went kaput, and I’m told that replacing the trackpad would require replacing the motherboard, which would cost as much as buying a new machine. When I used it, I plugged a Logitech optical mouse into it, and I’ll include this mouse with the laptop. The battery doesn’t last terribly long, either — I treat it more of as protection against a fuse blowing rather than as a battery. A replacement battery should solve that problem. Otherwise, it’s a pretty solid machine.

My asking price: CDN$800.

As a price comparison, the Toronto store CPUsed is selling a used iBook 600 — slightly faster, with a 20GB hard drive and 128 MB RAM — for CDN$1300. You can see what else they’re selling used on their price list (remember, it’s a Canadian store; all prices are in Canadian dollars).

If you’re interested, drop me a line!

Recommended Reading

Low End Mac’s review of the iBook 500.

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Pardon the silence

Once again, work has kept me terribly busy. I’ll be back with more bloggy goodness on Monday.

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Worst Date Ever: yes, there’s actually more to the story

Such as, would you believe, another date? One that might be even more harrowing? Even though neither ABBA nor butterscotch schnapps are involved?

It’s true. I’ll pick up the storyline next week.

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Contrary to what you might think, there is a lack of Navy SEALs information in this blog

It’s an unusual day for email here at The Adventures of AccordionGuy in the 21st Century. First, spam for a dimensional warp generator. Then, email asking why I’m not a bitter man. Now this:

Date: 7/23/2003 06:53:39 -0700

From: XXXXX XXXXX

To: webmaster@kode-fu.com

Subject: kode-fu.com

I am contacting you about cross linking. I am interested in kode-fu.com because it looks like it’s relevant to a site that I am the link manager for. The site is about US Navy Seals products including: Navy Seal training, workout videos, manuals, survival gear, Luminox watches, and fitness books.

I don’t think I’ve even ever mentioned the phrase “Navy SEALs” in the blog.

But hey, if any Navy SEALs want date survival training, I’m a black belt!

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REALBasic coming soon to Linux, Slashdotters expected to scream in agony

REALBasic, if you haven’t heard of it before, is a Visual Basic-like IDE and programming language that first gave the Mac a pretty easy to use drag-and-drop GUI builder and fairly easy-to-grasp programming language similar to VB. The earliest incarnations of RB could only deploy applications for Mac OS, and later ones were capable of cross-compiling to Windows. The current version of RB, version 5, is available for both Mac OS and Windows and and each version can cross-compile to the other OS.

In response to customer demands (and many long discussions on the REALBasic mailing list), REAL Software has announced that RB 5.5 will be capable of cross-compiling apps for Red Hat and SuSE distributions of Linux, with other distros being added according to demand. You’ll still need either a Mac or Windows box to create and cross-compile the app for Linux. You’ll have to wait for the Linux-based REALBasic IDE, but REAL Software says that they intend to make one available in a later version.

RB 5.5 is expected to be released in the first quarter of 2004.

Recommended Reading

REALBasic’s FAQ on their Linux support.

MacWorld recently gave REALBasic 4.5 mice out of 5 in a review.

I’m not sure how much traction REALBasic on Linux will get amongst geeks, as Basic is the least respectable of the “Ghetto Languages”, an LFM (Language For the Masses), not an LFSP (Language For Smart People). I don’t agree with this LFM/LFSP bunkum; it smacks of nothing more than programmer/muggle class snobbery, the same kind in which some Slashdotter refer to those who don’t program, play D&D and fansub anime as “sheeple”. The Masses may have dummies, but they have many smart people whose primary interest isn’t computer programming. These people might have domain knowledge that we programmers lack (“Never!” say some geeks, “We know everything!”).

Maybe we should call them Languages For Mom.

It’s more likely than not that your Mom is one of “the masses”. My mom is, and she’s not dumb: she’s the Chief of Cardiology at St. Joseph’s Heatlh Centre, a large hospital here in Toronto. If you called her stupid, she’d kill you and make it look like natural causes.

I know lots of people like my Mom who’ve crafted their own applications using things like HyperCard. They have the domain knowledge, they couldn’t afford to hire a programmer to write the app for them, and in many cases, some apps don’t get written because they’re not itches that programmers feel like scratching. Shouldn’t they be given the chance to whip up their own apps?

Go ahead, call your Mom stupid. I dare ya. (Eminem, for obvious reasons, is excluded from this challenge.)

Bring It On

I’ve already received a couple of emails with a common theme, written in response to the Worst Date Ever postings. Their authors wonder how I haven’t become a bitter and resentful old man after the unfortunate incident with The Waitress, and more recently, with the New Girl.

I’ve mentioned before that for the most part, I actually lead a pretty charmed existence. I seek out interesting and fun things to do, and oftentimes, the end result gets documented in this blog. I have a wonderful family and good (if sometimes unbalanced) friends. I almost never hit the snooze button on weekday mornings (unless I’ve been out the night before) because I love my work. I have known the love of a couple of good women (and the lust of a couple of bad ones, for good measure). I have discovered that the accordion is a machine that converts music into adventure.

I suspect that the universe, for reasons it’s chosen to keep to itself, likes to seek some kind of balance. “To those whom much has been given, much is expected,” the saying goes. Sometimes, the price of saying “yes” to life is that something bad will happen to you. That’s reality for you: risk is commensurate with reward. I’d rather “carpe diem” and take a chance that I might face heartbreak than play it safe and end up, as Jonathan Carroll put it, “asking what life tasted like”.

I wish that sitting on a patio with plate of calamari, a bottle of Dubonnet Rouge and a cute girl on your lap built character. (I’ve done it anyway, and I highly recommend it.) Alas, it doesn’t. It’s those Crucible/Book of Job/Judy Blume novel happenings that temper us. Carrie “Princess Leia” Fisher observed in her novel, Postcards from the Edge, that if you give someone a perfect childhood free of the traumas and terrors of adolescence, the result is ultimately Dan Quayle.

The other thing to keep in mind is that life, as the Stranglers song goes, shows no mercy. Sooner or later, you’re going to be sitting in the back of the Metaphorical Pickup Truck of Life and realize that there’s a guy in a Pikachu costume smoking crystal meth in the driver’s seat. His foot is jammed hard on the accelerator pedal, he’s drenched in sweat, he has the look of death in his soulless eyes, he’s slashing his own leg with a stilletto knife and screaming “PAIN WILL BRING ME CLOSER TO FATHER!”

Shirtless man wearing the head from a Pikachu costume

Lesser people — those who can only thrive when the cards are dealt in their favour — will curl up in a ball and wait for the truck to eventually go off a cliff or slam into a bus of orphans and puppies and explode John Woo-style.

Those who know that winning isn’t in the cards you’re dealt, but how you play them, would hop over the cab and onto the hood, Indiana Jones/T.J. Hooker style, smash through the windshield, pummel the driver into submission and bring the vehicle to a complete stop. And then take everyone out for ice cream afterwards.

I hope to be one of those people.

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Sci-fi spam

Most spam in which the author asks for help is usually of the Nigerian “419” variety. However, every now and again, a time traveller asks for my help.

It’s happened again:

Hello,

I’m a time traveler stuck here in 2003. Since nobody here seems to be able to get me

what I need (safely here to me), I will have to build a simple time travel circut to

get where I need myself. I am going to need an easy to follow picture diagram for a

simple time travel circut, which can be built out of (readily available) parts here

in 2003. Please email me any schematics you have. I will pay good money for anything

you send me I can use Or if you have the rechargeable AMD dimensional warp generator

wrist watch unit available, and are 100% certain you have a (secure) means of

delivering it to me please also reply. Send a separate email to me at:

info@federalfundingprogram.com.

Do not reply back directly to this email as it will only be bounced back to you.

Thank You

This isn’t the only spam along these lines. Someone at the Kalsey Consulting Group got a variant of this email in which author requests specific time/dimensional travel machine parts.

Aside from getting some practice writing sci-fi, what do these particular spammers get out of the whole exercise?