I said goodbye to my mouse last month. It was time to advance, I thought, to a higher plane of input, a trackpad that works like a tablet's screen. Instead of point and click, I'd swipe and flick.
A few weeks in, I was missing my mouse. Moving a folder across a 27-inch iMac screen with the trackpad was like lugging a grand piano across the Sahara—I had to keep taking breaks along the way, as I ran out of pad.
This can't be progress. Determined, I rustled up a dozen of the latest input devices......
What I discovered: Thirty years after the Macintosh took the mouse mainstream, I couldn't find anything more precise or comfortable for operating a computer. More important, I found the mouse has managed to reinvent itself over the years.
