Yass, where to begin?
In the beginning, oh best beloved…yep, still a fan of the Rudyard
There was a house with noo other computers but what sat on a desk..permanently. Desktops if you will.
Then, we had a Blue Ippy.
To whit, an iPad mini, with a blue cover. Given to its proud owner by a couple of kids..aaaargh, I still wonder to this day if they knew the strife that this..innocuous gift would generate.
For starters, the Billisaurus was ..almost..totally used to Windows type computers, that you could Fiddle with, and get meaningful results from, with..let’s say a Minimum of effort. If things got too difficult, then the last resort was..Mr Google. He/she was the last resort for a very good reason, namely, that Ms Google only wanted to tell you what Ms Google wanted to tell you, ..er..at least initially. You had to have precise wording to your blessed question, uvverwise, you got..adverts, promotions to all things Google, and things you and I find it hard to make sense of….SIGHs plural.
But, when it comes to iPads, Ms Google is the lender of first resort. Often came up trumps, and solved the current issue quick smart.
Some months if not years down the track, Mr Job in his infinite wisdom had been forced to do a lot of updating, and blue Ippy was finding it hard to cope. Limited amount of ram, slow processor, and the sheer volume of stuff that needed to be done Every Second..bekos that’s what you need to do if you want to control all things Apple All The Time. Inordinate control means inordinate processing. And blue Ippy was falling further and further behind the 8ball. Mr Job finally gave up on the blue ippys of this world, and stopped updating them All. I guess relinquishing a bit of control went too much against the grain. So, we have a honeybun, been into deaths valley and out of it many times with blue Ippy. The air started to turn blue too many times for the Billisaureses liking, indeed for his well being. Inherently risky, being The Guy who can fix things in a household that boasts a blue ippy, permanently attached to his honeybun. The writing was well and truly written on the wall. It was a red ippy or the highway.
Enter the red ippy. Bit of a learning curve, but it’s so fast and so darn reliable. A few meltdowns here and there, and .(Steve Job passed away early in the piece..), but Apple now, are doing their bit, changing things around, incurring wrath to the AlexHills household..but it’s not as bad as the final days of Blue Ippy in the hands of my honeybun. Blue Ippy didn’t go to the realm where all old technology resides…the tip, but safely resides on the other side of the bed, in the bedside table of the Billisaurus. Used for..writing this as a matter of actual. Emails, videos from stumble upon and facebook, and all other things when the desktop is in the next room, and a gentle lie back is in order.