Macworld, My WorldJanuary 15, 2007
Macworld was one of the most enjoyable weeks of my life, I think. At times like this, the best I can do is try to enumerate the excitement:
The main benefit was, of course, meeting the people who use our software, or turning new people on to our software. Person after smiling person came by to say, “You guys rock!”, “I didn’t know you could do that!”, or “What’s that cool-looking thing you’re using?”
I met all sorts of cool people: power users, noobs, people from around the world who want software that works in their languages, a girl who made an OmniWeb feature request in Japanese, deaf people (one of whom conversed with me in a TextEdit document and was pleased to see that I use Dvorak too), people from dozens of cool companies, people who do cool jobs like user experience design and literary translation. My little business card holder ran out of my own cards and filled up with other people’s cards quicky quick.
Spending a whole week with my coworkers tends to cause Face Hurts From Laughing Syndrome. A couple of rousing games of Old Maid with Rachael and Liz were particularly hilarious.
At night I’d relax and play Summon Night on the DS, read The Language Instinct, then have the luxury of falling asleep right away because I’d been doing things all day.
Dinners were fancy, and often involved people whose names I’d been reading on the web for years. Dippin’ sauces were plentiful.
I met the person who designed my bag, and she agreed that it should have had a handle, but no one would listen to her. A new version with a handle is coming.
We went to see Children of Men; that movie’s got something special going on. I went to see it again a few days later, even though it’s tough to get me to go see a movie once.
On the way there and back, I got through a good bit of my 12 Kingdoms novel. I’m pretty proud to be busting through a book of such a significant reading level.
Oh, I guess Apple announced the iPhone. That’s cool.
All in all, I’m more motivated and more energetic than I’ve been since who knows when. Being back to one short week of work, then rushing around Tokyo for 10 days, then coming home with Piroko in tow will have everything topsy-turvy. Happiness happens.