Palm m105


There are a few devices that I really really love, mostly because of nostalgia. One of them is the Palm M105. Launched in 2001, when I was merely 10, this was the first "mobile" device I've ever owned. Originally, it was my dad's but was given to be me when he moved onto the HP iPAQ rz1715.



Here it is. In 2001, many electronics still had the toy-like look and feel of the 90's.



Giant dock connector, looks/feels very much like the Nintendo 64's cartridge system.



Back. As you can see, the shell is entirely made of plastic. Also note the little "feet" that prevented the back from getting scratched.



The m105 runs on 2 AAA batteries. Today, the only device that commonly sports this method for power is wireless mice.



"Do not remove batteries for more than a minute." - Why? It's because all the data was deleted if removed for more than a minute. This made synchronizing with the PC much more crucial; it's a good habit anyways.



The m105 had interchangeable faceplates like the majority of the PDAs. The process of removing the face is not an elegant process - it's very much like the Xbox 360, where you pry it off.


It's also interesting how the inside is glossy while the actual face is matte in texture. This was probably a conscious decision to extend the longevity of the device. A decision that is not as common these days in the world of glossy electronics.


9 years of separation. Moore's Law is has been proven. The Palm had only 8mb of storage. Man, we are so spoiled.



The m105 was never meant to be a "high end" device but the material and the tolerance of the parts is quite primitive. However, the device is super durable; very much like products made by little tikes.



It's quite funny how similar the home screen on these devices are. I guess you shouldn't fix what's not broken.



960 x 640 vs 160 x 160.



Something the iPhone can't do: write notes like a real memo pad.


The input panel under the display is super intuitive. Some people are probably familiar with Palm's text recognition method, Graffiti. When you learn Graffiti once, you never forget; after all these years I am still able to write without too much thought.


Ironically, I've lost the stylus. I guess Steve was right.