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The news broke tonight that Steve Jobs died. That’s still sinking in — but as I paused for reflection, I was immediately taken back to an exciting moment when I was much younger and merely a few feet away from him.

That was at Macworld Expo 1998 in New York, after his keynote address. I didn’t talk to him, but it certainly made my mental highlight reel.

Searching for that photo, it struck me that I’d been about the same distance away eight years later. The pictures weren’t as good and there was far more of a crowd, but you can see Steve in them.

Goodbye and Godspeed, Steve.

The McAfee DAT update 5958 was issued on April 21, 2010, and created quite a situation. Heretofore, I will remember what transpired as “the events of April 21.”

I think that someday, examining what happened would make an interesting case study in crisis management. A lot of the incident unfolded on the Internet — and on Twitter, specifically. The company even became a trending topic, as seen in this screenshot I took after lunchtime (I think around 2 PM Eastern time, although I only saved later):

The 5958 DAT was available on McAfee’s publicly-accessible HTTP and FTP download repositories until at least 1 PM Eastern, when I was checking on them.

The Windows and Mac anti-malware products from McAfee share DAT updates, which provide virus definitions. I was able to update VirusScan for Mac OS X to 5958 with no ill effects in the midst of the developing situation. (The problem only appears to have affected Windows XP systems.) Later, when McAfee had posted a newer update as version 5959, I was also able to download that.

Based on reports I saw on Twitter and the Web, McAfee was overwhelmed by this — particularly its call center and its Web-based customer forums. This allowed a lot of speculation and misinformation — along with humor — to break out.

I’ve saved this undoctored screen shot for a while. I figure I’ll end with it, even though it’s unrelated to the events of April 21.

The New York Times’ Executive Suite Blog says that The Worst Is Yet To Come: Anonymous Banker Weighs In On The Coming Credit Card Debacle.

I’ve been pondering this very topic for a while, and wonder what’s in store for all of us in the spring.

[Via Daring Fireball.]

Having once been a newsroom intern, I have a soft spot for newspapers and newspaper people. It’s a bit disheartening to see the scale of layoffs and buyouts at U.S. newspapers.

Even though some would newspapers are anachronistic or dinosaurs, this mashup still represents good people trying to do important work.

I recently took a trip to Seattle, and reminded myself of a useful practice I’d developed a while ago. When I’m traveling, I collect import URLs for that trip in my browser — URLs for my organization’s travel booking/information system, airlines, hotels, maps, conference information, etc. — and put them in Safari’s Bookmarks Bar.

It’s pretty easy to collect them:

1. Right-click on the Safari Bookmarks Bar. (If it’s not on, enable it with View > Show Bookmarks Bar.)
2. Choose “New Folder” from the pop-up contextual menu.
3. Enter the name of the folder in the sheet that slides down from the Safari browser window. I usually name it something short (because despite having widescreen displays, I want to conserve space in my Bookmarks Bar) that reminds me of the trip.
4. Visit a site that I want to bookmark for the trip.
5. Add a bookmark for that site, either by:
• clicking the “+” button in the Safari toolbar when I’m there, and then choosing which folder to put it in from the list of folders in the pop-up menu, or by
• clicking the proxy icon in the URL field, and dragging it onto the folder in the Bookmarks Bar.
6. Repeat the last two steps for each site relevant to the trip.

The resulting bookmarks can be rearranged, if necessary, in Safari’s bookmarks editor. (It’s the “open book” icon in the Bookmarks Bar.)

The entire group of pages can be opened all at once by clicking-and-holding on the folder in the Bookmarks Bar. When the menu drops down for the folder, choose the last command: “Open in Tabs.” This opens all of the sites bookmarked in the folder in separate tabs in the Safari window. I find that it’s useful to have them all open while I’m traveling to my destination, since that way I can see them even if I can’t get an Internet connection — free Wi-Fi is not always available.

When I’m done with the trip, I can delete the entire folder or just some of the bookmarks it contains. To delete the folder quickly, right-click on its name in the Bookmarks Bar and choose “Delete” from the contextual menu.

Yesterday, I traded in “Fighterjet.”

I feel pretty raw about signing away the title for my 1998 Subaru Legacy GT 2.5 Limited. (Frankly, I’ll never remember the correct order “GT,” “2.5,” and “Limited” are supposed to go in, even after 10 years — 3273 days, to be exact — of car ownership.) Looking back, I took delivery on July 1, 1998.

What do you say about a car you owned for 122 months? A vehicle that was there to transport you through the highs and lows of life?

Well, the brochure for our new car says, “Few things connect to your life at more points than your car.” Amen. I’ll take a stab at a few notes in haphazard arrangement, below.

This will all seem melodramatic, and it is. There are, I’m sure, people who don’t get attached to their cars. My wife and I are not those people. However, I am beginning to realize that you can only really get attached to one car, and thereafter you realize you simply can’t do that again. This is my struggle this morning, and my usual tendencies to hang on are amplified by how long I had that Subaru.

Fighterjet was the first car I ever picked out and bought myself. The two cars before it dropped into my lap, by the generosity of my family, and being young, I did my level best to destroy them quickly. The Subaru had 40-some miles on it when I bought it, partly because I drove it a few times and partly because the test drive area around the dealership was so large.

Every girlfriend I had in my adult life rode in Fighterjet. One of them helped me choose it. The car outlasted all but one of them.

My wife and our first son rode in Fighterjet. In fact, it was the car that Aaron and I had to rescue from the snowy parking lot at work — its door had been jammed open by ice so the alarm was sounding — so that I could collect the bags we’d left at home and return to the hospital with them. The baby was born a day later, and perhaps we’ll be more prepared in the future.

Fighterjet didn’t have LATCH anchors. Oops.

When I bought Fighterjet, I didn’t have any music in MP3 format. Having an iPod connection was unheard of, because the iPod wouldn’t ship for years yet. But it had a CD player and a tape player, not to mention weather band radio. (Weather band radio is really dull.)

Luckily, I had obtained my first digital camera nine months before Fighterjet, so I was able to document the car pretty well.

The month I brought Fighterjet home, I went to Macworld Expo in New York City. It was the first of five such expos in New York (and that was a particularly whirlwind trip), but it was even more memorable for a big product introduction: the original bondi blue iMac. Fighterjet, meanwhile, was “Rio red.”

Hearing about the color of my car, Kristi laughed and said, “Oh, it’s pull-me-over red!” I got exactly one ticket with Fighterjet.

The Sabres had only been to the Stanley Cup Finals once in their history when I started driving Fighterjet. Now, they’ve been there twice. And had a few conference finals appearances, too. (Did Aaron and I drive Fighterjet to that playoff game with Philly? The one that created the wall of sound in the atrium of HSBC Arena? Correction: Aaron says it was this game against Ottawa.)

I drove to a lot of Ultimate games in Fighterjet. Cleaning it out, I had a regulation Frisbee in the trunk. Along with a wiffle bat and some wiffle balls — you never know when an impromptu game would break out.

I spent one long day in Fighterjet, stuck on the New York State Thruway (I-90) for about 15 hours, one winter. There was a big snowstorm. Some of you lived through it with me, and others have probably heard me talk about it, so I don’t think I need to say more. At least that time, I was prepared.

That incident taught me that if you can’t tell your car from other snow-covered cars in the vicinity, you should probably stay home.

Fighterjet drove through a lot of snow, and barely broke a sweat over it. There were a few close calls, though. Once, I hydroplaned through the turn from 96 onto 332 — no wheels gripped, they only slipped. There was one Christmas morning, driving to Cuba, where we spun 180 degrees together; thank goodness the next car was so far behind us. Another morning, going to work and sliding slowly, sideways, into and kissing a (thankfully) snow-packed guardrail.

I didn’t have a cell phone when I bought Fighterjet.

Baxter was in Fighterjet when I hit my second deer with the car, and, as a dog, he was pretty freaked out by the sudden ordeal. I really thought that was the end of the line, but the insurance didn’t total the car. I haven’t taken Baxter with me to get take out since, as I recall.

The car got its name from the view I got sitting in the driver’s seat, looking back through my regular and oddball lane-changer mirrors. It reminded me of the rearview cameras you see in fighter jet films on TV, looking back on the tail of the plane. Dumb, yes, but I couldn’t think of a better name.

I can’t remember how many sets of tires I put on the thing. The first one involved a lot of anxiety while reading reviews on the Tire Rack Web site. The Dunlop Sport SP2s, later, were utter flops.

Fighterjet helped me move between apartments and houses. Thrice. And, I think it helped move Lloyd’s family once, and maybe others. I forget.

I drove it to Pittsburgh and the Adirondacks and other places, but I also think of destinations I never went.

After giving up this car, I wonder how many cars I have left in me. How many more will I own? My sense of mortality is briefly heightened.

I miss Fighterjet, but it was time to move on. I feel like I’ve abandoned a friend — but that’s silly. Hopefully that feeling will fade, because, after all … it was just a car.

Despite my general feeling of ambivalence toward Apple WWDC 2008 this year, I have woken up on the day after the conclusion of my trip with a feeling of confidence.

I’m sure that will wear off in the coming hours, days, and months, but my state of mind right now is very positive. I wanted to remember I had it. Perhaps the biggest single contributor to this feeling is enduring of 22 hours of travel — and 37 straight hours awake — on the way back. Survival can really lift your spirits.

I woke up this morning with a craving for music by Mike Doughty, so I played “Looking at the World from the Botton of a Well”. It hit the spot. (“27 Jennifers” is on the WWDC 2008 iMix, but it doesn’t fit my mood nearly as well.)

It was great to see everyone this year — some old friends and some new friends. The relationships truly make the conference for me, now that I’ve been to so many sessions that just change incrementally each year. This is true even if I didn’t follow everyone to Dave’s afterwards; maybe that’s for another year.

I was surprised at the amount of movement within and between organizations … so many people I know have different jobs (and even homes) since I last saw them in 2006. The Mac landscape is changing. Even with its growth, it could be maturing. That kind of positive sign can breed confidence, too.

It was especially meaningful to me to be able to visit some friends of the family on the first weekend, and then my best friend’s family on the second.

Does anyone else think that Apple has some ulterior motive for promoting Viva la Vida, the track on the new iTunes ad featuring Coldplay? That maybe its lyrics are indicative of something going on at Apple?

“When I ruled the world,” indeed.

No matter. I find it a fantastic visual treat and now the haunting music is stuck in my head. I would not be surprised if it were featured at WWDC 2008 in a few weeks.

I had no idea, until reading the Democrat and Chronicle’s Our manufacturing roots sprout jobs article, that Rochester had the second-largest regional economy in New York State. They state that a recent study showed that “the goods and services produced here totaled $38.4 billion in 2005, surpassing the more populous Buffalo region and trailing only New York City. And a new U.S. Commerce Department study pegged the value of Rochester’s annual exports at $4.6 billion, making it the second-largest exporter in the state and 40th-largest in the nation.”

Rick Falkvinge responds to the European Commission about the inadvisability of mixing DRM and law (in English, despite the preamble in Swedish, even though he is the “founder and leader of the Pirate Party movement and leader of the Swedish Pirate Party”).

[Via Waffle.]