Most of Panic got back from MacWorld last night; Cabel and Steve stayed behind to man the nanobooth for the rest of the week. Despite the lack of thrilling "just one more thing" announcements, it was a great show. Attendance seems to be up considerably from last year, there were some booths selling things other than iPod accessories, and, as a telling indicator about the direction of the (Mac-centric) economy: booth babes are back.

This was also the first year I got myself to be interested in products and talk to people—mind, most of that was checking out possible competiton to (and features for) future Panic apps, but it was still much easier for me than it's ever been before. In previous years I've been too cynical to have any interest in the show. This year, I caught myself using that cynical brain only once or twice. Thinking about the DSM description of Social Anxiety Disorder, it just doesn't seem to apply any more. Therapy has definitely helped, but more than anything else just remembering to enjoy myself, whatever I'm doing.

Here I'll interrupt the feel-good psycho-babble with a couple photos from my cool new (circa 1937) folding camera:


 


At MacWorld a few people complained that I don't have an RSS feed here. Okay, I'll try out iWeb, and if that doesn't do what I want, move to Blogger. But still, no one actually reads this. Also, Buzz pointed out the obvious solution to my distaste for the work "blog": just call it a weblog, already!

A final, random thought: how much of the grit that comes out of electric shavers is stubble, and how much is skin?