Sitting at a table between the two exhibit halls of Moscone Center (the convention center in San Francisco), at MacWorld. There's an open wireless network being run in this area for conventioneers, so I'm typing on my now two-generations-old PowerBook (sniff).
2. What time is it?
14:00 Pacific Time. Yes, my PowerBook is on a 24-hour clock, because that's effectively what I grew up with on computers (and it's a little more space efficient). All computers I've seen display it with the colon instead of the "1400" of true military clock style, so I won't say "fourteen hundred hours."
3. What are you wearing?
Blue jeans and a short-sleeved black with tan crosshatch casual dress shirt, and kind of scuffed hiking shoes (technically, I suppose they're lowtop boots, although they don't look very boot-like).
4. Any people or animals around you? Describe them.
Lots and lots. At the table here there are two men, two women and a little boy. All of them are dressed in business casual clothes, although the woman has a sweater and a backpack and seems to be unpacking a bunch of snack food items for the little kid. There's lots of other people walking past, of course, and a few more sitting near the table, including a twenty-something in a stocking cap who looks like a Kevin Smith character. Looking straight ahead, there are four other laptops in view (a white iBook, two older black PowerBooks and another Titanium PowerBook being used by the Jay and Silent Bob refugee).
5. What are your plans for the weekend?
Getting more of "Only With Thine Eyes" transcribed for the Sofawolf collection, and making notes for a program I'm contemplating writing. Maybe going through more of the Learning Java book I've had for over a year but haven't been able to force myself through too far yet; I'm concluding that lack of Java is the big impediment for me getting web development work these days, although I know that just putting it on my résumé isn't going to be enough--I don't have any professional experience with it. Sort of a chicken-and-egg problem. Part of me wants to learn Cocoa and go for a Mac development career. Nuts? Probably, but hey. I need to be putting my too-copious spare time to better use.
Now, for the drive back home. The show's definitely winding down. I did this day--really just a couple hours--solo so I could wander around at my own random pace. I'd wanted to see if I could drag Frang out here to meet Franklin for dinner, but Frang seems to be working late this week and I gave up trying to corral him.
(Postscript: either LJ or the version of iJournal I'm using really munged my HTML in this post, so I'm fixing it slightly.)