Last week, I was clearing out a bunch of old gadgets and spotted my first personal digital assistant (PDA), the Sony Clie N760C.
I can’t remember how much it cost, but I remember clearly how broke I was after I bought it. My only sustenance was bread and water. Slight exaggeration, but you get the drift.
I don’t even know how I managed to entertain myself with less than 40 songs on a mere 128MB memory stick (which, by the way, was considered a lot of space in 2001).
But what the Clie did, was elevate my geek status. Mind you, this was the age before Google Calendar. While everyone was jotting down their schedules on a diary, I whipped out my stylus, tapped furiously on the resistive touch screen, and made an entry in the device's calendar.
Way before Apple or Google allowed you to wirelessly synchronise your calendars through the cloud, I was doing that with the Clie. Well, not exactly through the cloud. I had to buy an infrared receiver so that the Clie could talk to my PC and synchronise my schedule via Hotsync.
It’s been more than a decade since I bought it. Out of curiousity, I pressed the power button. It lives.
I can’t say the same for some of my newer gadgets that went to the scrap heap in less than two years.