I was in Chicago to speak at a conference at the Kellogg
School of Management. It was a lot of fun hanging out with
Magda and the other NoCal people that were with us. I had
a classic Seinfeld Moment on the way back: we were all
sitting at the gate, and one of our group went to the
bathroom. I was absorbed in a discussion but noticed
someone sitting down in her seat, so I turned around and
blurbed "Excuse me, but that seat's taken" before I noticed
that the friendly-looking lady there was REALLY OLD. She
said:
"well, I don't see anybody sitting here", in a real
friendly way and I was fast getting really embarrassed
because she definitely needed to sit down, so I mumbled
something like:
"It's not a big deal"
And she answered: "I'm just waiting for my wheelchair to
arrive".
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Magda jumping up and
running away, because she was bursting up laughing. The
old lady added:
"I can stand up".
I mumbled something like "That's OK. Don't worry about
it," turned away, stood up, walked away and joined Magda.
It was such an embarrassing moment, we both were teared up
with laughter for 10 minutes. Then we waited until the old
lady had left before we dared rejoin the group.
On the plane back, I finished chapter 4 of the Perl book
and DEBUGGED a hangman game. I had a giant headache at the
end, but it was fun.
Breakfast at Buck's with Oliver Muoto, a crazy
entrepreneur
that I rather like. I sat down and noticed a big group of
people at the table next to me. Then, Mike Homer walked
in - we chatted for a second and he noticed that Simon
Perez, Tim Coogle from Yahoo, Andy Grove and Les Vadasz,
Jean Louis Gassee, and John Markoff from the NYTimes were
all there, including a Secret Service guy. Quite
impressive. Oliver is really smart and well-read and
claims that his competitive advantage is that he doesn't
sleep. In any event, he knew about 10 times as much about
Linux as I did, so I was pretty humbled at the end of
breakfast.
Went to the newest dermatologist that Susy found for
me.
No problems, just wanna make sure that the other guy didn't
miss anything. This guy has his office at Stanford and
he's got himself a regular little business going. He's got
top 40 music playing in the waiting room, where there's a
bunch of Palo Alto Wives waiting to get their latest skin
care lotions. The consultation lasted all of 4 minutes, at
the end of which the receptionist sold me $50 worth of
lotions. Quite a business. Kind of the exact opposite of
the 90-year old guy I saw last month.