This one just takes me back. I got a little misty eyed when I saw this. My family h
ad a Commodore when I was little and I just loved it.What kid wouldn't love a computer. I processed so many words, managed so many files,created countless spreadsheets.... oh and did I mention you could build graphics?
Look at that those lines! I could never draw lines that straight with a pencil and paper. Plus it came with a whopping 128 colors. My box of crayons just couldn't compete.
Look how happy the Commodore makes this family. It looks just like mine. I remember coming home from school, putting on my purple sweater, and playing for hours on our Commodore. It didn't matter how drunk daddy got, I could always escape to the endless bounty of the Commodore's 75 commands.
If only I were as well behaved as the Commodore Plus 4.
The other great thing about the Commodore was its design. No longer would you have to rely on a measly fern to liven up your all-beige work space. The beautiful blue screen could really drown out the life draining force of those florescent lights.
Oh, and did I mention it could be used as a musical instrument? If you fast forward to seven seconds in, and listen closely, you can hear that strange little girl singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star as she pounds out those keys like a white, young, female Stevie Wonder.Oh and pay no attention to those ripoffs over at Apple, Dell, Sony, Toshiba, IBM or any of those other low-rent outfits claiming to make computers.
Thanks Commodore Plus 4!
