This little black brick holds all my Time Machine backups. I keep it safe.
My new computer hasn’t shown up yet. I’m hobbling along bouncing back and forth between the 12″ Powerbook and Ryan’s 2008 17″ MacBook Pro.
My iPhone has been invaluable. But there’s nothing like working on your own desktop with your own programs and your own settings. It really does feel like I’m digitally couch-surfing.
I’ll have a new home soon.