I mean for years and years, this piece of plastic, metal and rare earth materials has been probably the closest thing I had, we shared everything, the good times, the bad times, the boxes and the movers, the cold rainy days in England and the warm uneventful summers in Italy.
The essays the night before the deadline, fast and stimulated like a Thai truck driver, the endless smut sessions, the music making sleepless nights(well dawns more likely). My favourite movies and tv series, animes, cartoons, they all went through him.
If you were to send the keyboard to a forensic lab they would find traces of food, blood, quite an array of exotic chems, about a trillion potential babies, dust and pollen from seasons and seasons of moving, travelling, living...
He's an old warrior gone forever to the Valhalla of dead computers, but he will always live in me, the memories are there to stay my brother.
You were a friend, a brother and we went through so much.
I'm now no more a Mac user, as I don't follow trends, a new companion has joined me, the Ubuntu powered laptop I'm typing this on as already seen quite a bit. He made his maiden trip to Paris the summer I bought it, then working with me in Lebanon and then NY, he's traveled more than the average American.
The one on the right is the now deceased hero, this is to remember him and celebrate his life, I now it's probably the nerdiest thing in the world to write a R.I.P blog entry for a dead computer. But hey, that's me and I'm damn proud of the way I am.
So iMac G4 that served me loyally since 2003 and has followed me throughout my adventures, thanks and I hope you're now resting in paradise, where there's no blackouts and the internet is free.
Rest in Peace brother, you were greatly appreciated.
Later
The laptop on the right of the amp has been my new loyal servant the past few years!
