I've just sat down, with Jo, and watched a 90 minute speech by the CEO of a computer and technology company, where he outlined their sales figures, plans, new and future products, and played some new adverts. And we loved every minute of it.
Because that CEO is Steve Jobs, and that company is Apple.
Check. This. Out.
I want it. I want it now. Want MacPr0n. There are also some great updates to their iLife and iWork suites, which I'm looking forward to checking out - when we can eventually justify replacing our existing perfectly good Macs, that is, and when we have several thousand spare quid lying around. I know I go on about Macs a lot, but switching over has saved me so much time and hassle, I just feel like a great weight has been lifted from my shoulders. They're a joy to use, really powerful, user friendly, and bloody gorgeous too. However, I deny all rumours concerning a sexual relationship between me and my machine, I've never engaged in that sort of behaviour. Except that one time.
In other news, I had a cool evening down the pub with a group of London screenwriters who get together now and again, top blokes every one of them. Matt, who I met last Friday, invited me along, and has allegedly started his own blog, although there is no solid evidence as yet. Hello to you all if you're reading this, thanks for having me along, I'll definitely be back.