Mac, Mac, Mac

I'll admit it: Part of my decision to buy a Macbook earlier this year was influenced (strongly) by the Photo Booth option, which is a terrible reason to drop a thousand bucks on a laptop. But, in my defense, it wasn't the only reason I bought it. I love my Macbook for a myriad of other shallow reasons (like the three-finger-swipe across the mousepad to move back a page or forward a page).

Anyway, owning a Mac has been a lot of fun. Photo Booth probably accounts for 50% of that fun, especially for people as vain (and as easily amused) as both Ken and me. We don't use the option that often on our Macs (Ken is now a proud owner of the new Macbook Pro, by the by), but on a gray, drizzly day when we remember the option is there, we're likely to spend at least a good hour snapping stupid pictures of ourselves and giggling about how ugly we are. (At least you can't accuse us of not getting our money's worth!)

In retrospect, I can't figure out why it took so long for me to decide between a PC and a Mac. I really can't figure out why more people haven't jumped on the Mac bandwagon (with the exception of people like my dad who will remain faithful to PCs just out of principal). Why wouldn't you want a Mac when you can have this much fun?

With a Mac, you can become a gangster Russian:

You can become a fat-faced cyclops:

Or headless!

You can become possessed:

Or angelic:

You can become impossibly flexible:

Or just plain scary:

Although this last one might be Ken's specialty.

Or not....

I rest my case. These things provide hours of entertainment. Why waste your time in front of a PC when you can waste it elsewhere?

[I haven't played with Mac's iMovie program much yet, but now that Ken has a video camera, I plan to start toying with it soon. If the remainder of the year continues to be as rainy as it has been up to this point (leaving me with no choice but to sit with my computer or sit in a mud puddle), I might have a whole movie on my hands before 2010.]

Anyway. I love my Macbook. More than I love my Crocs. And this concludes my stupid post.