  I fall victim to comfort all too often. Through the past months, I considered switching over to typepad a number of times, and in the end I always decided against it because I love my BlogThis button and because blogger is so comfy. So, when I switched over to Macintosh, I was pretty disturbed to find my blogthis button no longer linked, nor did my blogger interface!
Not only did Safari and Explorer (for Macs) use a really awkward version of blogger, but gone too were the italics and bold buttons. After a few days of failed attempts to resolve this, I was left with the thought that I would have to code my own links and formats when I blogged from now on. I told John how much this troubled me, and since he's been a fantastic champion of the Mac for forever, he was determined to make my hurt better. Sure enough, John found the open source (something else he champions) browser Firefox, which treated all my blogger aps appropriately!
I'm so pleased! Considering that the Mac culture made Google what it is today, and the considerable geeky fervor with which Mac fans attack inequities, I have to say I'm utterly shocked that the Google toolbar and blogger's interface were so unfriendly to the Mac software. Firefox may eventually prove itself to have shortcomings in other places, but for now, I am eternally grateful to the developers of this little browser! Now that everything is as it should be, it seems a little silly to have been so caught up in my little tool buttons.
But I've grown up in this button-based Windows world, literally. My brain has grown in such a direction, that it thinks better when the buttons are there. Moreover, my computer is an extension of my creative self in the most intimate way. When things don't feel familiar, I feel creatively stymied. The flow is halted. And nothing makes me grumpier than not having a free flowing creative outlet.
Fortunately, my brain is still malleable enough that I could make the switch from one computer to the other. I already think of the old Vaio, once my beloved external lobe, as the ugly stepchild on my desk. I'll be happy when we've switched all the files over (having some difficulty with the music files, everything else seems to have gone well--especially photos. I love iphotos! ) and I can secure my bond with the 'tosh. 
