The folks at iFixit have opened up the current Ivy-Bridge powered MacBook Air, as announced. Much of the machine’s innards are the same, save the Ivy Bridge processor (replacing Sandy Bridge), the upgraded controller chip and the RAM has been improved to 1600MHz. There are a few other minor differences, which you can read about here.
John Brownlee has written a post that’s so eerily similar to my own experience that it’s almost supernatural:
“The MacBook Air might be the gadget that I’ve spent my whole life waiting for. It’s a device that with silent elegance addresses every demand…that I could ever make upon a tool meant to allow me to pursue a lifelong passion.”
Agreed. Here’s where it gets eerie:
“But in the MacBook Air’s perfection as a writer’s machine, it…robs me of the crutch of imperfect tools to explain my own mediocrity. The MacBook Air might be the perfect laptop for a writer, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m not nearly as suited to the task of writing as it is.”
“I only became one professionally by accident, and I only became successful at it because otherwise I would have starved. I still don’t write fiction. The MacBook Air might be the perfect device, but it makes me despair that I will always come up short.”
I became a writer quite by accident, too, having answered a call for bloggers at Parenting Magazine long ago on a lark. When my day job disappeared years later, my only option was to get very serious about it, and today I’m a news editor at TUAW. Still, I’m Caolo, not Gruber. The MacBook Air is a reminder of that fact.
Sure, I could buy a Highland Green 1968 Ford Mustang GT 390, but that won’t make me Steve McQueen.
Patrick Rhone lays out how he uses each. I won’t spoil the ending.