No pressure or anything.

I’m presenting a new talk for the first time on Wednesday. It’s a pretty good presentation on a really good subject and (I’d like to think) I know the actual material inside-out.

But, the thing is, the audience for this talk is…special.¹ Very special. In truth, it’s one of the specialist of special audiences, at least as far as my own tastes and whatnot go. Let’s just say I talk about their work a lot.

So, as it happens, this audience will consist not simply of your garden variety visually-gifted people; no, it will be comprised of teams of genius-types who have contributed to some of my favorite things anyone has made in the last 25 years.

So, no pressure there.

Anyhow, since I’ve been feeling a little insecure about the C-minus visual artifacts I’ve so far prepared for this gig, I turned to my all-time favorite book on making and delivering great presentations. No competition; it’s the best.

While I’d remembered that Garr generously included some stuff from Inbox Zero on his site and in his book, I’d totally forgotten he’d sent me a signed copy with this lovely inscription.

So, no pressure there, either.

Nope. Nooooooo pressure.

Not precisely a #humblebrag, guys. More of an #ughpantscrap. Albeit in flattering pants, I guess.

Inspiration is one crazy racket.

So, anyhow. This thing had better be really effing good. In a cup!