My job is so easy!

Check this out and tell me I don't have the easiest job in technology!

You can't! Because I do!

All we do is issue a press release or stage a little event (heck, sometimes we don't even have to do that!) and it gets picked up by my trained monkeys (that's what I like to call them) in the Apple web community and repeated and dissected and Zaprudered over and over in an ever-increasing swirl of free hype!

And me, I'm just sittin' here eatin' a lobster roll!

Big morning tomorrow!

I am so stoked about tomorrow!

I'm having pancakes!

I'm not sure what I've got on for the rest of the day. Better check my calendar.

...

Oh, crap. Do I have lines? Was I supposed to memorize some lines?

Oh, well. I'll just wing it. I know the material. New Finder. New interface theme. Time Machine. ZFS. Not a problem.

Plus... pancakes! I'll already be in a good mood.

Lobstah

Llllllllllobstah.

Mmm.

Gotta get me some lobstah.

With some buttah.

I'm gonna call Tim and see if he wants to fly out to Bah Hahbah this weekend.

'N get some lobstah.

Ah, crap. I can't go. WWDC is next week. I have to be here to say "Hi, Steve!"

But I am so not going to Red Lobster. Nuh-uh. No way. Not after that debacle the last time.

If only I had some sort of hand-held device I could use to find a good seafood place close to me...

I hate working with AT&T

Marketing people at Apple are great to work with, but these hosers from Sigmania are driving me up the wall. These guys couldn't sell Romulan ale to alcoholic Romulans. Everything reads like a PowerPoint presentation.

In old high Klingon.

Stupid hosers.

Sigh.

The Ducks beat the Sens to win the Cup. It's hard to care when the Sharks choked to Detroit.

I've just been sitting here...

Sipping my Sam Adams...

And sighing...

Hello, Steve!

Wait, I mean "Hello, World!"

I'm just so used to saying "Hello, Steve!"

Every.

Single.

MacWorld.

Still, I love my job!