MacWorld San Francisco 2005


Power computing & cross-country commuting

As long as I can remember (a week ago Tuesday), I've wanted to go to a Mac convention. It was this time two years ago, while I was in LA, I was so close to dropping everything and driving up to SanFran for the experience. I'm glad to say I've finally attended one. It was a blast.

I'm actually writing this on the airplane as I fly back home to Tennessee. We're currently flying over California at 33,000 feet. That's a lot, I guess. I got lucky and there's no one sitting in my entire row. If I want the window, I get the window. If I want the isle, I get the isle. First class can kiss my ass.

My company's booth had a direct line of sight of Apple's behemoth space. I was there for the unveiling of the new Mac mini, and the iPod Shuffle. I suppose the rumors were true...a headless Mac for under $500. I was kept busy maintaining our presence at the booth for the majority of the show. There were so many people there, so many that I talked to alone, I lost count after about 9 - counting is for suckers.

Although I didn't get to shake hermetically-sealed hands with Steve Jobs, or even grace my eyeballs with his rugged good looks, it was as close as a guy like me can hope to come to the Mac Pope. He doesn't even need the phallic hat to attract the adoring masses. The power of Apple surrounded San Francisco in an almost frightening manner. On the day we arrived we saw hundreds (and I mean HUNDREDS) of street posters promoting the iPod. When we exited the convention after the first day, those same posters had changed to reveal the just-introduced iPod Shuffle.

Alright, now I'm drinking rum on the flight. My buddy Ry has joined me in my airborne paradise. Ry and I tackled a lot of after-hours fun stuff during our stay in SF. We finished off the week on Saturday with a day off and spent it down at Fisherman's Wharf, a popular tourist attraction. I so wanted to visit Alcatraz, but we weren't able to make it before the last boat left. It worked out for the best though, since that afforded us more cash for alcohol, which we gladly spent all of at a wonderful little neighborhood bar called Sweetie's before we finished our last night in the city.

But of course we are busy motoring, and our price for flight comes due again in only a couple of days when I fly back out to Anaheim, CA for the NAMM convention. That's the National Appliance & Macramé Man-Sweater convention for you lay-persons.

Posted: Sun - January 16, 2005 at 06:08 PM          


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