Thursday

Forced Unification of the Armored Car
Companies
As the misty San Diego dawn hovered over the bay, at 09-hundred an eager
room of about 150 hosts, developers and Starbase21 groupies were poised
for greatness. Winded from having to climb a twin flight of stairs
because the up escalator had been disabled by a covert Cold Fusion
attack squad, the room wheezed and panted in anticipation of Das Fuehrer
hisself -- the venerable Joe Austin, Reining PooBah of the assembled
army. Nervous headquarters staff (aka Miva employees) scurried about in
bleached white polo shirts preparing the crowd for the first coming. So
charged was the atmosphere, so intense the anticipation, the cadre of
Miva devotees scarcely noticed (at first) the blazing search lights
majestically projecting names of The Honor Roll on the walls of the room.
Until they tried to gain passage through the crowed aisle ways to locate
a free seat; at which time most received a 400-watt theatrical spotlight
straight between the eyes, burning into their retina the indelible
logotype of one of The Fallen. 1
Well, maybe that's a small extension of what actually happened.
Except for the CF attack squad thing. You'll have to be tolerant of the inaccurate
name references and sequence errors; the nifty conference folder with
all my notes was grafted from my body at the end of the day. I admit it.
I left the fucking thing in the conference room, ok? Shoot me. I was
never good with documentation.
Actually, it was a pretty cool day. It
started with Joe Austin giving a somewhat awkward introductory speech.
Bill Gates he ain't, but he offered a level of sincerity and presence
that seemed very genuine. And to top it off, he turned out to be a
really nice guy. All the Miva employees there were much less rigid that
their public footprint might indicate, and only a couple of them
appeared unapproachable. But I didn't get a chance to stomp on their
feet to gauge the reaction.
Yes, I took pictures. And they suck.
Big time. Digital cameras take more getting used too than I expected.
Shoot me again. But in keeping with the venue of this site, if you want
to see them you can see 20
pictures here. I'll try to make up for it tomorrow.
The
rest of the morning was spent on presentations about web hosting
business models, statistical growth patterns for ecom, the state of VC
cash, unrealistic hardware vendor claims, and a quasi-roundtable
discussion about payment gateways. The VC cash presentation won for
content, the payment gateway chatter was entertaining 'cause you get to
see five business enemies forced to cohabitate for a few minutes. Always
conscious of maintaining my health, I spent the catered lunch period out
on the terrace smoking cigarettes.
After lunch
the crowd gained a few members and the appointed cheerleader/host of the
day, Anthony, viciously hurled Miva t-shirts at the gullible throng (the
guy is great at spirit building, but a little too gruff with the guest
speakers. Poking Alan with a cattle prod to urge him from the podium was
a little harsh).
The Compiler Cometh
Then
came the good shit. Jon Burchmore froze our hineys to the wall with a
tantalizing list of upcoming Miva features and engine improvements.
Guess what? The compiler is due out Q4. Arrays and other good shit
will be introduced in version 4 of Empresa. Merchant will add a few
exciting & cool features to warm your willies (more details to come
when I find my goddamn notes). Watch for some exceptionally cool
stuff to soon spew forth from the mountain. Possible file formats
are to (they hope) support Oracle and MySQL; natively - no choking ODBC
funnels applying cat-o-nine-tails' to meat eater scripts. Yes
Virginia, there will be growing pains -- but they will be worth it. The
language and platform cannot grow if it is encumbered by
perfection-level dead wood backward compatibility. Will you have to
re-write your coolest scripts? Probably. Will the people who have
to do the least, scream the loudest at that time? Absolutely.
That's what upgrades are for.