Steve walks onstage to a thunderous applause. There are guitar amps and a huge drumset at the back of the stage. As per usual, a corporate health update ensues (stockholders get erections).
Steve does a live iChat with the guy from Motorola for a joint unveiling of the phone. Crowd claps politely. Details and pricing are announced... not so bad (but who needs the bloody thing?). Steve smirks knowingly, trying to hide his excitement.
Next: Intel update. Developers are porting applications at an astounding rate... most successful architecture switch in history... whatever. Then he says, "and today, we're going to release the first ever Intel-based Mac"!!
The lights dim, and a spotlight shines on the middle of the stage as a small column rises out of the floor... but there's nothing visible on it. Steve walks over and picks up a tiiiiny little object, about the size of an iPod. "Here it is: the MyMac" (feel free to excange with clever-er name). It's like the Newton, only handsome. Crowd goes INSANE... stockholders quickly shuffle towards the washrooms... champagne falls from the sky... Steve goes on to demo it. It's loaded with wicked features - wireless, BT, HD widescreen, etc...
Then he shows how it integrates with iTunes 5, and the new iFlicks store. Girls in the front row are crying and throwing their panties. A few burly dudes lift their shirts to reveal their homebrew Apple logos painted on their bellies.
Then, Rush comes out and are executed for their terrible crimes against msuic. (It's MY dream... sheesh!)
That's pretty much it.