The Steve

I'm sitting in line at the Apple World Wide Developer Conference. I got here a bit early (like 8:00) because I had yet to pick up my badge and bag o' goodies. I figured I'd give myself a little time for that, but it turns out there was no line.

For that, at least.

No, the big line is the one waiting to get up to Level 3, to The Presidio (the rooms here at Moscone West are all named after neighborhoods in San Francisco or towns in the Bay Area), where The Mercurial Steve Jobs Himself™ will be giving the Keynote—at 10:00. It's only 8:30 now.

Siiiigh.

Today's crowd is completely opposite to yesterday's Pride crowd. I mean completely. Well, except for me. I was there; I am here. It's difficult sometimes to live in both worlds...not difficult to live in either one on its own, but well, there's just that odd disconnect.

Not to say I'm not anxious for this all to get started; not to say that I'm not going to soak it all up like the nerdy sponge that I am. No, I'll enjoy the hell out of it, just as I enjoyed the hell out of the Pride stuff yesterday.

LOML is going to be slapping me upside the head for so much nerdy enthusiasm by the end of the week. And rightly so, I think. But then again, if there's cool new hardware....

The trick will be, how to justify buying the rumored 30" LCD Cinema HD display? I mean, everyone needs a screen resolution of 2560x1600 pixels, right? The 1440x900 of this 17" PowerBook is making me feel positively claustrophobic already....yeah, that's it.