It's here, with life lessons

[m1neral]

I've been on a 1,1 since September 2006. About 15 minutes ago my 6 core, D700, 32gb, 1tb just arrived. Like the rest of you, I've put so much of myself into the (often irrational) anticipation of this machine... reading, learning, researching, waiting, guessing, hoping... A massive emotional drain for just a 'thing'. I love technology, but it's just a box. My own fault.

Four months ago my best friend, Mr. Pussin, passed. He was hairless cat and I wanted him to bask in the warm thermal air of the nMP. He used to drape himself over the back of my old Mac Pro and cause it to kernel panic. His death crushed me. I thought I had seen bottom then.

Four days ago my partner of over eight years decided to leave me. She needs to spread her wings and I am forced to accept that. As an aside, we were both working on developing an iOS game around our passion for these lovable hairless cats. It was incredible and felt like magic working alongside her. Maybe someday it can still be released.

So now the machine is finally here, and that's cool, but really this nMP means very little. I'll allow me to do my work, it'll be fast as hell, but it's arrival today is symbolic of not putting so much of myself into what doesn't really matter. That's what I needed most of all. That is my lesson.

Just wanted to pass this on. It helped to type it out. For everyone still waiting on a machine, it's a beauty and I'm sure you'll love it. And to the rest who made it this far, please no negative comments. I don't have the thickest skin at the moment.

I wish you all the best.

 

[echoout]

16 years in motion graphics has taken the fun out of the computers for me. I equate them with late nights and time away from the things that matter in life.

Hang in there!!!

 

[CH12671]

Good read, thanks!

 

[Sinx2oic]

Keep your chin up and enjoy your mac, never seen cats like that before! I know I'm so excited to get my nMP but the reality is when it gets to my house, I will be disappointed... until I do my first big job on it!

 

[iMacFarlane]

I'm sorry for both of your losses. The hard thing to see when you're in it, is that everything is temporary. New days, events, things, and people are on their way, and will show up wether you're ready for them or not.

I appreciate you sharing your feelings, that's almost unheard of on today's internet, if not somewhat more frequently on this website. We seem to be a touch more humane here at MacRumors, but there be trolls about.

Take care, enjoy your day, enjoy your new Mac, go outside, look up at the sky, and breathe deeply. You are stronger than you realize.

P.S. Your game / cat sim looks great, don't give up on it. If you meant to affect others with your tale, you have affected me. I will finish my iOS project that has sat stagnant for over 3 months now.

Cheers.

 

[Mac Gus]

Don't give up on your game, man.

 

[antonis]

I've been on a 1,1 since September 2006. About 15 minutes ago my 6 core, D700, 32gb, 1tb just arrived. Like the rest of you, I've put so much of myself into the (often irrational) anticipation of this machine... reading, learning, researching, waiting, guessing, hoping... A massive emotional drain for just a 'thing'. I love technology, but it's just a box. My own fault.

Four months ago my best friend, Mr. Pussin, passed. He was hairless cat and I wanted him to bask in the warm thermal air of the nMP. He used to drape himself over the back of my old Mac Pro and cause it to kernel panic. His death crushed me. I thought I had seen bottom then.

Four days ago my partner of over eight years decided to leave me. She needs to spread her wings and I am forced to accept that. As an aside, we were both working on developing an iOS game around our passion for these lovable hairless cats. It was incredible and felt like magic working alongside her. Maybe someday it can still be released.

So now the machine is finally here, and that's cool, but really this nMP means very little. I'll allow me to do my work, it'll be fast as hell, but it's arrival today is symbolic of not putting so much of myself into what doesn't really matter. That's what I needed most of all. That is my lesson.

Just wanted to pass this on. It helped to type it out. For everyone still waiting on a machine, it's a beauty and I'm sure you'll love it. And to the rest who made it this far, please no negative comments. I don't have the thickest skin at the moment.

I wish you all the best.

A great read, and +1 from someone who does the exact same mistakes, messing his priorities constantly. So, here's to the messed up priorities. In some crazy way, they make life more spicy.

 

[adr1974]

women.

 

[Bones13]

Back in 2012, I lost my computer room cat, my best dog ever, and my mother in law. It was a tough year. Happy to still have my wife.

Gotta keep on chugging though, life happens, some good, some bad. Happiness is a choice after all.

 

[chfilm]

Sorry for you bud, I know how it feels. It makes you feel worse than before your nMP arrived, cause you feel stupid to have thought that this "thing" could make you happy. Here's a nice little story I read yesterday though. Maybe it helps you to realize that all this won't mean world's end It's an old chinese story.
(btw your game looks really cool, continue it if you can find the strength, everybody loves cats!)

The Old Man and his Horse (a.k.a. Sai Weng Shi Ma)

Once there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before — such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength.

People offered fabulous prices for the steed, but the old man always refused. “This horse is not a horse to me,” he would tell them. “It is a person. How could you sell a person? He is a friend, not a possession. How could you sell a friend.” The man was poor and the temptation was great. But he never sold the horse.


One morning he found that the horse was not in his stable. All the village came to see him. “You old fool,” they scoffed, “we told you that someone would steal your horse. We warned you that you would be robbed. You are so poor. How could you ever protect such a valuable animal? It would have been better to have sold him. You could have gotten whatever price you wanted. No amount would have been too high. Now the horse is gone and you’ve been cursed with misfortune.”

The old man responded, “Don’t speak too quickly. Say only that the horse is not in the stable. That is all we know; the rest is judgment. If I’ve been cursed or not, how can you know? How can you judge?”

The people contested, “Don’t make us out to be fools! We may not be philosophers, but great philosophy is not needed. The simple fact that your horse is gone is a curse.”

The old man spoke again. “All I know is that the stable is empty, and the horse is gone. The rest I don’t know. Whether it be a curse or a blessing, I can’t say. All we can see is a fragment. Who can say what will come next?”

The people of the village laughed. They thought that the man was crazy. They had always thought he was a fool; if he wasn’t, he would have sold the horse and lived off the money. But instead, he was a poor woodcutter, and old man still cutting firewood and dragging it out of the forest and selling it. He lived hand to mouth in the misery of poverty. Now he had proven that he was, indeed, a fool.

After fifteen days, the horse returned. He hadn’t been stolen; he had run away into the forest. Not only had he returned, he had brought a dozen wild horses with him. Once again, the village people gathered around the woodcutter and spoke. “Old man, you were right and we were wrong. What we thought was a curse was a blessing. Please forgive us.”

The man responded, “Once again, you go too far. Say only that the horse is back. State only that a dozen horses returned with him, but don’t judge. How do you know if this is a blessing or not? You see only a fragment. Unless you know the whole story, how can you judge? You read only one page of a book. Can you judge the whole book? You read only one word of one phrase. Can you understand the entire phrase?”

“Life is so vast, yet you judge all of life with one page or one word. All you have is one fragment! Don’t say that this is a blessing. No one knows. I am content with what I know. I am not perturbed by what I don’t.”

“Maybe the old man is right,” they said to one another. So they said little. But down deep, they knew he was wrong. They knew it was a blessing. Twelve wild horses had returned. With a little work, the animals could be broken and trained and sold for much money.

The old man had a son, an only son. The young man began to break the wild horses. After a few days, he fell from one of the horses and broke both legs. Once again the villagers gathered around the old man and cast their judgments.

“You were right,” they said. “You proved you were right. The dozen horses were not a blessing. They were a curse. Your only son has broken both his legs, and now in your old age you have no one to help you. Now you are poorer than ever.”

The old man spoke again. “You people are obsessed with judging. Don’t go so far. Say only that my son broke his legs. Who knows if it is a blessing or a curse? No one knows. We only have a fragment. Life comes in fragments.”

It so happened that a few weeks later the country engaged in war against a neighboring country. All the young men of the village were required to join the army. Only the son of the old man was excluded, because he was injured. Once again the people gathered around the old man, crying and screaming because their sons had been taken. There was little chance that they would return. The enemy was strong, and the war would be a losing struggle. They would never see their sons again.

“You were right, old man,” They wept. “God knows you were right. This proves it. Your son’s accident was a blessing. His legs may be broken, but at least he is with you. Our sons are gone forever.”

The old man spoke again. “It is impossible to talk with you. You always draw conclusions. No one knows. Say only this. Your sons had to go to war, and mine did not. No one knows if it is a blessing or a curse. No one is wise enough to know. Only God knows.”

 

[koban4max]

This is a very powerful therapeutic way to relieve that pain inside of you...and if you need to...you can just give me the nMP. Thank you.

 

[Shrink]

women.

Yeah...lucky thing men never do anything that might harm a relationship or this might be a silly post.

 

[MacPoulet]

I'll definitely buy that app.

Were they Devon Rex or Sphinx? I've heard they're very affectionate.

My cat used to spray my B&W G3 and 20" monitor. Even though he was neutered, he sprayed for the entire 18 years of his life. And I still miss him.

 

[m1neral]

I'll definitely buy that app.

Were they Devon Rex or Sphinx? I've heard they're very affectionate.

My cat used to spray my B&W G3 and 20" monitor. Even though he was neutered, he sprayed for the entire 18 years of his life. And I still miss him.

Thank you and I too am sorry for your loss. These are Cornish Rex. Mr Pussin had his share of bad habits which have been immortalized in the game. I am going to do my best to finish it, even though she was my artist. I will keep you informed on the progress. Thank you again.

 

[mrsavage1]

I've been on a 1,1 since September 2006. About 15 minutes ago my 6 core, D700, 32gb, 1tb just arrived. Like the rest of you, I've put so much of myself into the (often irrational) anticipation of this machine... reading, learning, researching, waiting, guessing, hoping... A massive emotional drain for just a 'thing'. I love technology, but it's just a box. My own fault.

Four months ago my best friend, Mr. Pussin, passed. He was hairless cat and I wanted him to bask in the warm thermal air of the nMP. He used to drape himself over the back of my old Mac Pro and cause it to kernel panic. His death crushed me. I thought I had seen bottom then.

Four days ago my partner of over eight years decided to leave me. She needs to spread her wings and I am forced to accept that. As an aside, we were both working on developing an iOS game around our passion for these lovable hairless cats. It was incredible and felt like magic working alongside her. Maybe someday it can still be released.

So now the machine is finally here, and that's cool, but really this nMP means very little. I'll allow me to do my work, it'll be fast as hell, but it's arrival today is symbolic of not putting so much of myself into what doesn't really matter. That's what I needed most of all. That is my lesson.

Just wanted to pass this on. It helped to type it out. For everyone still waiting on a machine, it's a beauty and I'm sure you'll love it. And to the rest who made it this far, please no negative comments. I don't have the thickest skin at the moment.

I wish you all the best.

Agreed.

I'm going to stop putting so much effort into researching hardware and just buy what's in my budget.

 

[mrkennethtong]

I've been on a 1,1 since September 2006. About 15 minutes ago my 6 core, D700, 32gb, 1tb just arrived. Like the rest of you, I've put so much of myself into the (often irrational) anticipation of this machine... reading, learning, researching, waiting, guessing, hoping... A massive emotional drain for just a 'thing'. I love technology, but it's just a box. My own fault.

Four months ago my best friend, Mr. Pussin, passed. He was hairless cat and I wanted him to bask in the warm thermal air of the nMP. He used to drape himself over the back of my old Mac Pro and cause it to kernel panic. His death crushed me. I thought I had seen bottom then.

Four days ago my partner of over eight years decided to leave me. She needs to spread her wings and I am forced to accept that. As an aside, we were both working on developing an iOS game around our passion for these lovable hairless cats. It was incredible and felt like magic working alongside her. Maybe someday it can still be released.

So now the machine is finally here, and that's cool, but really this nMP means very little. I'll allow me to do my work, it'll be fast as hell, but it's arrival today is symbolic of not putting so much of myself into what doesn't really matter. That's what I needed most of all. That is my lesson.

Just wanted to pass this on. It helped to type it out. For everyone still waiting on a machine, it's a beauty and I'm sure you'll love it. And to the rest who made it this far, please no negative comments. I don't have the thickest skin at the moment.

I wish you all the best.

You will be fine. Girls come and go. Just go to Miami and mess around and your head will be straight.

 

[Gav Mack]

Life is like a boxing match, you've got to roll with the punches and if you get knocked down stand back up and keep fighting. The last three years I've felt like Joe Frazier but despite all the blows, including some very recent big knockdowns I now feel stronger than ever this year.

Enjoy your can, hope it pays itself off with a great app and remember that computers are simply a very useful aid to get to where you want to go. Life is something else. Seconds out, round...

 

[tom vilsack]

Beautiful read...my late night pal "jade" tabby went to heaven also last year...sad but this past summer was able to rescue my new girl "tabitha" and show her how to lay on top of my old macs ;-)

 

[kazmac]

Good luck m1neral

Sorry to hear about the break up of your relationship. I wish you all the best and enjoy your nMP.

And to Tom and others who lost cats last year, I am there with you. Really missing my mom and daughter tabbies who both passed on last year. My sympathies. We hope to adopt another cat once mom's health bounces back.

Anyway, all my best m1neral.

 

[TonyK]

Changes and crossroads are always difficult. There have been many cats (and 1 dog) in our lives and we miss each and everyone one. New members to our family never fill those holes, only our hearts grow to love our new members.

May you find blessings and new companions, both 2 and 4 legged, to share your life with.