# packetlog > links to an article about switching to the Mac over at The Inquirer.
It's been sixty days today since I left Windows. I feel much better now. There are certainly OS/X foibles that I have to deal with, and the one-button mouse setup had to go. There is an equivalent to the hourglass in OS/X-- it's called the spinning ball of death (SPOD). It's a busy signal. For the most part, it goes away randomly just as it arrived. The PowerBook that I'm using has WiFi built-in (ExtremeG as it's called). There's a nice display. Underneath is BSD, although I can also use 'fink' to download then recompile most of the library of Linux and BSD software that lazes on a thousand servers across the world.
The most important item to note is that computers are tools - we control them. I can do most all of the work done before on a litany of breathtaking (for the first month that it's in release) hardware. I have no desire to overclock the G4 in this machine or the G5 on my desktop. It runs very well, thanks. Squeezing the next hyperthreaded over-coded game has no interest for me. In the corner is a machine - a newly purchased HP Pavilion that'll do the majority of the Windows compiling and testing that I need. It's imaged, and wakes up freshly like JayBee Corbell in Larry Niven's World Out of Time.
But my personal rat race with bugs, fixes, exceptions, gotchas, driver madness, synchronization bipolar disease, and the sheer Prozac of it all, is over. [The Inquirer]
