Sure, I haven’t even turned it on in more than 5 years, and I certainly didn’t use it very much back then either. Its been sitting in the bottom of the storage closet doing no one any good, yet it pains me just a bit to let it go.
Not because I won’t ever be able to turn it on again, as it was pretty likely I never again would, but because just having it gave me a small sense of “Hey, I was there. In that short time where computing had been pushed into the living rooms before it was practical, before the internet as we know it existed, where operating the computer was only a few steps away from programming it.”
The Commodore 128 was a gift to me from a lawyer who also hadn’t used it in years, but used it as a high-end word processor, as the backspace keys on typewriters left a tell-tale sign that you had definitely erased something (and with a pocketknife, you could probably tell what).
It wasn’t my first Commodore, though. I got a secondhand Vic-20 when I was about 8. It came with a manual that was little more than a “How to program basic” with some sample code to write some simple games, and some atari-like cartridges with games like “space invaders”, and “adventure”. I was a big fan of the text-based games. I later ended up tearing it apart to check out its innards, and left it broken for too long that circuit boards and small parts went missing.
I remember getting in trouble for “hacking” in school the first time we were taken to the new computer lab equipped with early apple’s running basic, and I had instructed the computer to run an infinite loop of the below program I had learned from my trusty Commodore manual.
10 PRINT "TOMMY STINKS" 20 GOTO 10
I had a friend whose father was an avid computer geek in these mid-to-late 80′s days, who would pirate video games by tuning his ham-radio to a station that broadcast the analog signal he could tape onto a cassette he could read back into the computer.
I don’t know if I’m reminiscing, or just trying to hold on to the memory of the way things were because they were so drastically different from today. The information economy and the internet as we know it has forever changed the way we work, play, and live.
Anyhow, I’ll miss the Commodore all the same; but I’m happy it found a new home, freed up some of my closet space, and helped me put down the deposit on my new apartment.
I took a bunch of pictures before putting it up on eBay, you can see them all here: http://unixmonkey.net/Commodore/
Well, I don’t think that you’ll loose sleep over loosing those nerd / geek credits.
Sorry to hear it. I loved the 128. I owned a Vic, 64, and a 128. Also, an SX64, Amiga 500,1200,2000,and 3000. Sure they are impractical, and I sold all of mine too. I still regret it. At what point did it start doing less than it ever did before? Never. We became spoiled.
I’ve also had a whole assortment of old machines that I had grown attached to including Sun Sparc1′s & 2′s, LC’s, and SGI Indy’s, Indigo’s, Indigo2′s and an o2. I’ve since gotten rid of everything but the o2, but letting go of the Commodore had a special pang to it, as one like it was tied to some of my earliest memories, not just of computers, but in life.
i can only imagine how you feel ’cause i wasn’t able to own when i was a young teen. i once dreamed owning those commodore’s and atari’s back then and i still would love to get to own now inspite of the “impracticality”. i guess it’s the child in us that we miss basically when we feel nostalgic about these old computers and the fact that we were there when “it” all began.