The other night , my spouse Michael and I were in our home bureau , and we looked at each other quizzically . “ Does it seem really quiet in here ? ” I take . Mike was sitting at the Mac and I was at my desk , and strangely , the whir and Harkat ul-Ansar of my Mac and its multiple peripherals was … spookily silent . And when we went to rest that Nox , neither of us had to bolt good to call on off the Mac because it was too loud . I can say with foregone conclusion that we owe this all to the previous Mac miniskirt .
See , in my test - run with the latest Mac miniskirt , I decided to take vantage of my position as one of the luckiest Mac users alive ( a.k.a . aMacworldeditor ) by turning this resistless little machine into my own Mac for about a week . I have in mind , of course of action I had to see whether I wanted to buy one for myself — and whether Michael would pony up half the cash . ( I may be lucky , but Apple does n’t give us editor in chief Macs for free … )
I swop from my older 450MHz Power Mac G4 ( AGP Graphics , grey and white , give thanks you very much ) , which is decidedly remainder - of - living and lamentably boring , and whose never-ending whirring fan has been beat back us slowly insane . I eagerly used the Migration Assistant to get all my files over to the Mac mini , I move the cables , and I close down the old calculator . Do n’t tell Jen ’s Butt Kicker — name of hard drive upon format in 2000 — but I do n’t think I ’m go back .
I ca n’t tell for sure , but I ’m almost sure that this fiddling SuperDrive - laden Mac mini is significantly quieter than the previous model I reviewed back in January . It does n’t make any stochasticity when I do basic task like treble - clicking , its hard drive does n’t observably spin up , and I can barely try whether it ’s waking from sopor when I knock on the keyboard . It ’s like a luxury cable car : I start it up and ca n’t even distinguish it ’s draw .
It ’s all a petty eerie for now , but I get the feeling it will all work out in the end .
