I know basically nothing about my first iMac G3, a Blue Dalmatian I've since named "Lying Bastard" after a ship in Larry Niven's Ringworld. It was obtained at a New Mexico Tech property yard auction for $5 in 2008. The screen had a large scratch across its very center, which did not render the unit nonfunctional, but is distracting nonetheless. While I lived in Socorro, it became something of a plaything Mac, a means to experiment with an operating system with which I was entirely unfamiliar; when I moved to Mayhill, for an embarrassingly long time it served as something of a connection proxy to the rest of the network: There was no wired network to the place I was staying, so I used the unit's Airport card and shared the network connection with a crossover to my main computer.

Unfortunately, Lying Bastard sat in a storage unit for a number of years during this time in Mayhill, due to not really having the room to keep it set up; as a result of the heat, both the PAV board and the CRT suffered. The former has been replaced, and the latter will be replaced in the very near future.

My second iMac G3, a Grape-flavored tray-loading unit I've named "Hearth" after the Puppeteer homeworld from the same series of books, was also obtained from a New Mexico Tech property auction; however, this was much later, in 2017. Prior to my obtaining it, the unit had lived in the Biology department, a place I don't think I've ever actually visited even now. Because this was one of the earliest models, it required very specific limits on its hard drive; without that, there's a strong possibility that the unit might brick itself. Once I figured everything out, I managed to get the latest version of Mac OS X installed that would run on it, and now it lives in my living room, awaiting a day when I might find a use for it.