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Blew by South By

I’m kind of left in awe of South By Southwest. I think the thing that best sums it up is what Wilson said: that everyone was excited about something. The buzz was palpable, and it was widely distributed.

I roamed the convention center, I attended a panel during every slot, sometimes jumping around to keep my interest piqued, and I definitely participated in the essential nightlife. I drank it in (no pun intended), from eight every morning until past midnight every night. I’m not sure it would have been the same without the posse, but even then, it wouldn’t have been the same without all the great people that I met and got to hang out with.

I talked to folks about EchoDitto and about my side project, handing out popsicle sticks in an attempt at guerilla marketing. I even got photo-sniped. I learned about classic rock-fueled pork recipes and PonyFace69. I learned that some people get excited about Brad’s use of perfectly legitimate legal terminology. And I learned that even a SXSW first-timer can seem to go to all of the coolest stuff and meet all of the coolest people.

I guess my biggest takeaway is that there are a lot of creative and brilliant people out there and that they know how to have a good time. This sounds trite and obvious, and I’m sure some folks are wondering if that takeaway was worth the associated financial costs, but It’s important to me to be reminded of this so that the times that I feel like Bruce Sterling made me feel, I can still find some optimism in things. When the Wisdom of Crowds seems to be rapidly destroying our environment and culture and a whole lot more, it’s reassuring to think about people out there working for change, be it technical, social, or mostly, a mix of the two. Brilliant, creative, excited people. I fit in with them, and we had a raucous time.

It’s a good thing that after the week was through, I was up, and after Bruce spoke, I was f*&@ing blown away. It’s good to have a motivator, to attempt to make things better, and to be reminded of other places where nearly every single aspect of what we do and have in this country seems like a Godsend.

I can’t wait for next year.

(This post was cross-posted to my EchoDitto blog.)

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  1. TheBrad | March 19, 2006 at 7:43 pm | Permalink

    “I learned that some people get excited about Brad’s use of perfectly legitimate legal terminology.”

    I have absolutely no recollection of what that means. But, hey, excited people! Go me!

  2. Justin | March 19, 2006 at 8:14 pm | Permalink

    As I recall it, at the same time our table was talking about King Hippo in Mike Tyson’s Punchout! dropping his pants, you loudly yelled “Sodomy!” and thusly spent some time at our table because, as you put it, someone got upset over perfectly legitimate legal terminology. However, I could have that all wrong.

  3. Justin | March 19, 2006 at 8:18 pm | Permalink

    This was at Kevin’s dinner, BTW.

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