I remember my first encounter with a Macintosh.. it seemed so mystical and full of deep .. inner .. beauty .. compared to the machines I was used to (CP/M and hokey 8-bit boxen) at the time. The funky little mouse didn't really impress at first, but .. it seems I instantly forgot it, and it melted away. The fine dots .. the little 'bong' .. it was a real treat. It always seemed to have an air of dignified whimsy.