1995 – 1995retired
Virtual Boy
“It saw the future in red, briefly, through a visor nobody else wanted to wear.”
“It saw the future in red, briefly, through a visor nobody else wanted to wear.”
“Six slots, one stout tower, and the last laugh over the fast young Quadras”
“Blow on the cartridge one more time, old friend — it'll come back.”
“The computer left the room, but its ports stayed in every room since.”
“It taught old software to speak Mac, then quietly slipped out the classroom door.”
“It gave Unix the internet and the internet a backbone. Rest easy, Berkeley.”
“64 kilobytes, 17 million homes, and one very long goodbye.”
“First to the smartphone party, left early because the battery died.”
“The last of the little Macs, colorful to the very end.”
“The last Quadra to arrive, first to bow out, still a bargain at the farewell party.”
“One-year career, a lifetime of bowing out with perfect form”
“Built stores in a browser, wrote in Lisp, left the web a little braver.”
“The web had a magazine about itself, and for a while that was enough.”