Travel isn’t so bad. There were the mandatory uncertainty jokes surrounding Seattle traffic and the drive to the airport. Other than that it has been pretty smooth. We have now rehearsed to the point where we can spew out excerpts from our talk at randomly inappropriate times. Like some kind of presenters’ Tourette’s syndrome of inside jokes.
Charles keeps reading through Wired magazine and pointing things out. “Looks like Mint.com is doing well. Do you still use them?” Or, “Hey, we should look into using Google Gears.”
I gently remind him that in less than 48 hours our servers may very well be falling over from load. Or from bugs. Or both.
He sits back, “Yeah, I guess we’re gonna have bigger things to worry about.”