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| Sunday, January 1, 2006 |
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Road noise 
| | Riding in the passenger seat, connected to the Net over the cell phone, somewhere in the desert between Barstow and Baker, headed for Vegas. |
| | Can't resist the temptation to blog on the road, literally. |
Have a double diamond year
| | Man, the Millennium is going fast. We're six years into it already. |
| | This is the first New Years I've slept through. After we came back from a party that involved kids (we celebrated New Years on New York time, which was 9pm Pacific), we did some stuff around the house and crashed at around 11pm. |
| | Now I'm up early to get ready for the family drive to Las Vegas, where we'll hang out and do shows and stuff before I get all professional at CES and then Macworld. |
| | Funny thing about getting older. Time goes faster. When you're young you do time on the bunny slope, easing along at a slow and careful pace. Then as you grow up and become an adult, you go over to the intermediate slope, making the most of time rushing by. Not quite finally, as your dotage approaches, you move over to the black diamond slope, and you carreen downward to Certain Death. |
| | Or so it seems at 6:20am on a Sunday at age 58. |
| | I'm working on so much stuff now. Except for breaks with the family, it seems I never stop working. (And I do most of it at home, too, which rocks.) |
| | And I love it. I'm enjoying work now more than ever, running life's slalom like a wacko skier in a Warren Miller movie. |
| | The certainty of death doesn't bother me. If anything, it motivates me. But the word "retirement" creeps me out. It's a relic of the Industrial Age I've devoted my life to ending. |
| | Jeneane begins her year with a meditation on grief and loss. Especially the early death of her father, when she was just six years old. |
| | There is so much to grieve. 2005 was a year packed with tragedies, massive losses. |
| | I worry about terror and war, about the insanities of ideology, which somebody (Hannah Arendt?) called "a fighting creed". Many more will die from, and for, all of it. |
| | Yet I worry more about lack of knowledge. About the high price of ignorance. |
| | But I'm also excited about the increased abilities we now enjoy to learn, to teach, to become proficient, to flatten the world's useless hierarchies, as Tom Friedman wrote about his book last year. |
| | Watch how hyperlinks tunnel through the pyramid we call CES. Watch how more and more "consumers" hack the machines built to herd them like cattle. |
| | This is going to be a great year. |
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