Maya for Mac OS X
drc writes "I http://www.macnn.com/feature.php?id=344noticed on MacNN that 'Maya 4.5 for Mac OS X was announced this morning when Steve Jobs revealed that the Maya update would offer feature parity in OS X when compared to other platforms. Jobs also mentioned that Alias|Wavefront has seen the Mac OS X version of Maya grow to 25% of their total market. I'm suprised that the Mac OS X version has such a market share in such a short period of time."
Ryan Meader sat back in his fold-up chair, rocking gently back and forth with his feet under the front two legs. He ran a finger through his greasy, ratty hair and stroked his equally disgusting auburn goate. He was deep in thought and hadn't even noticed that his burning session had ended and his new CD full of gay porn movies was ready to pack away with the dozens of others in his CD binder.
For the fifth time this month, Ryan had received a call from a collection agency demanding payment on an overdue credit card bill. This time it was on behalf of Triple XXXstacy, Inc. and his past-due amount of $1000. A week ago it had been Apple itself demanding to know where its $28 payment was for Ryan's rev. B iMac (the one her server Mac OS Rumors from). Ryan had stopped payments on it long ago, even though he'd taken out a five year loan from Apple to pay for the system.
The Mac rumor industry just wasn't the same anymore. Back before Steve Jobs had retaken Apple, the illicit news and underground chirping was plentiful and knew no bounds. But since some time around June of 1997, everything dried up. Ryan remembered back to his last great rumor, the one about Apple and Oracle merging, and sneered. It had been a huge misinformation troll probably created by Steve himself, and Ryan had bitten. MOSR's credibility-- what little it had left-- had been shot, and ever since then pickings had been slim.
Shifting in his chair to reach for the night's sixth swig of Mad Dog, Ryan wondered how the other rumor-mongers did it. AppleInsider, though now nothing more than a forum for idiotic 15 year olds, had been right or nearly so with almost all of its articles. SpyMac, a newer site, regularly featured new snippets of information that always at least showed some kernel of truth when Apple finally showed its cards. It couldn't be that no one liked Ryan anymore, could it?
Wild Eep sounded from his iMac's speakers and Ryan excitedly command-tabbed over into Mail.app. Would it be a hot tip from Tron, his mole from Cupertino? Or would it be from his hot girlfriend with more news on her liposuction surgery? Or perhaps it was from his long-time friend from Motorola with more news on the PowerPC G6?
When Mail.app finally opened and finished twirling and opening drawers and grabbing updates from the ISP's IMAP server, Ryan's shoulders slumped. It was another email from Trollaxor. Not even bothering to ponder what it would be this time, Ryan immediately opened it.
Tears welling in his eyes, Ryan hoarsly whispered, "I hate you, Trollaxor," through clenched teeth. He took his glasses off and cleaned them on his Power Computing, Inc. t-shirt and looked at the screen through blurry eyes, muttering to himself about how stupid Trollaxor was. Deep down, however, Ryan knew Trollaxor was exactly right. And that's what hurt the most.
Chugging the rest of his kiwi-strawberry Mad Dog, Ryan lit up a joint and took a deep hit. Marijuana and alcohol were his only comforts anymore as MOSR slipped deeper and deeper into the gutter. Ryan didn't know where to turn or what to do about, however. He'd dropped out of High School when, at the tender age of 16, MOSR had taken off. He'd never attended college or even gone back to get his GED and didn't know a thing about computers except HTML 3.2, which was now more than five years out of date. He even had to call his local Apple repair center for help with Mac OS.
His iMac now slept as Ryan walked slowly over to the mattresses in the corner of his economy apartment. Tomorrow would be another day of dodging creditors and hoping against hope for a real, honest-to-God hot tip, reading Mac news sites, and receiving further email abuse from Trollaxor.
There would be no update on MOSR tonight.