This morning, my lovely dog chewed the power adapter connector for my sweetass PowerBook (which I've only had for about 3 months, btw), and there was nowhere around that sold an Apple power adapter. Knowing that I would possibly be without my PB until Monday, I panicked and hopped in the car for the 1.5 hour drive to the Yorkdale Mall in Toronto. I wasn't exactly sure on how to get there, but the directions on Apple's website were pretty good, I arrived in about an hour and a half. I wore my Apple Authorized Reseller shirt for effect. Once I arrived at the mall, I scouted the Store out. I looked around for about 5 minutes, and there it was. The soft white glow of the Apple caught the corner of my eye. Grinning ear to ear, I approached the entrance with a giddiness I haven't felt since I was about 4. Once inside, there it sat: the MacBook. Sheer excitement shot through every nerve in my body. There it was. The MacBook that everyone had been waiting for for so long, right in front of me, both in black and white. The kind salesperson grabbed me an adapter, and lead me up to the point of sale. After shelling out $100 for my new adapter (damn you, Mackenzie [dog]), I waded my way through an enormous amount of people to the shiny new MacBook. On my way, the EXTRAVAGANT 30" Cinema Display caught my immediate attention, and I was soon Google Earthing on a SWEET new PowerMac. Once I sopped up the drool from the keyboard and changed my pantaloons, I made my way to a black MacBook. What a beautiful machine. I had read some complaints about the new keyboard, but I think it is absolutely perfect. They keys feel almost the same as the G4 iBook, but are a bit more tactile and feel more firmly in place. The black one I was examining did have a flaw though, it seemed the top piece (where the keyboard is) wasn't secured to the bottom case. Anyway, it came time to examine the new magnetic closing mechanism. Absolutely astounding. My earlier doubts were quickly put to rest with the quick (and book-like) *snap* the screen made when the magnets caught hold of each other. Baffled, I examined its underside, its weight, and its overall beauty. I didn't even mind the glossy screen. Some of the Apple reps caught me in utter ecstasy, and commented on my shirt. They were a friendly bunch who made me feel very welcome. In short, my experience at the Apple Store was more than I imagined it would be. What a beautifully laid out store. Also, kudos on the Bose headsets for the iPod demos. Those things are like $200. Can't wait till my dog chews something again so I can make another trip to the Apple Store.