info-mac@uw-beaver (info-mac) (11/05/84)
From: mclure@sri-unix I admit to liking my Macintosh, but I had no idea how deep that like went. I woke up this morning with a dream clearly in my mind: I had been at my Mac, a slightly more sophisticated one with a taller screen and a color display. I had been working. Suddenly, the Color Mac informed me, via a fancy system message, that it was time for breakfast. The system message consisted of a picture of utensils, napkin, a piece of sizzling bacon, farm fresh eggs, hash browns, a glass of orange juice (all viewed from overhead), These were on a plate and in the background were lovely green rolling hills and a farm-house. Up in the sky was the shining sun. A breakfast for champions? Stuart