Despite my status as a full-fledged member of the Cult of Mac, I've had a pretty easy time resisting the urge to own an Apple iPad.
As I blogged back in January, the unfortunately named device doesn't do anything more conveniently or efficiently than my MacBook or my iPhone 3GS. And as much as I love the idea of its extreme portabilty, with no USB ports and no physical keyboard, I can't see it replacing ELIZA (the Samsung mini-laptop I won in a radio station contest last year) as my road machine.
But then Apple announced the latest version of the MacBook Air, which is essentially what you would get if a MacBook and an iPad made sweet (heterosexual) love and had family. And the "baby" brother is an 2.3 lb., 11-inch aluminum unibody that I can TOTALLY see replacing ELIZA as my road machine.
And so the campaign to convince the spend-thrift Swede of that I need one is underway.
Let the games begin.