I’m off to this morning’s

I’m off to this morning’s sessions (damn central time…), but I haven’t yet said what it’s like to meet dozens of people that you “know” on the web. It’s kind of strange in a way; you know everything about someone and they can know everything about you, as if you’re two friends that have known each other for decades and you’re familiar with all of each others stories, so there’s nothing to say…but thankfully, there always is something to say. Yesterday I got to meet a bunch of great people, and the deepleap party was fun. I forgot to thank Lane, Ben and Bryan (who I didn’t actually get a chance to talk to) for thowing such a nice shindig for the web folks, so thanks.

I’m in Austin, having fun

I’m in Austin, having fun so far. Thanks to my hotel’s T1 and ethernet, I should be able to post some pics later this evening. Yesterday was a long, long day, the pre-party wasn’t that great, but it was nice meeting a lot of new folks.

It looks like Prop. 22

It looks like Prop. 22 passed in California today. I can’t begin to tell you how much that sucks. Why anyone would have a problem with the harmless things that other people do is beyond me. I’m straight and have absolutely no problem with gay marriage, is it so hard to live and let live, or turn the other cheek? I guess it’s time to move to one of the orange counties on this map. Hmm…that’s ironic, the no on 22 counties are orange, when you’d think that Orange County would be the highest voting “yes on 22” county.

Mark, Mark, Mark…it would

Mark, Mark, Mark…it would take weeks for me to even begin to explain The Carl to you. If I were to describe the allure and the history behind The Carl, I’d run out of diskspace at my web host. Here’s a Carl worship page you can read to get you started on reviewing the mystique of The Carl. Oh, then you gotta rent Home Page, so you’ll know what “searching for BoBo” is all about. The Carl is so much more than his matter-of-factly designed web page. The man helped start Suck! (among many, many other things)

If I ever get to met The Carl, I have no idea what I’ll actually say. What is there to say to The Carl? I suppose I’ll just stare at him in absolute awe, as if I’m some devoted follower that sees his likeness emblazoned on tortillas from time to time…

(actually to clear up any confusion, my tongue is firmly in cheek when describing other webloggers and the “The” folks, sarcasm doesn’t always come through in text. Carl, Lance, Jeff, and Steve are all extremely intelligent, witty individuals whom I’ve admired for some time, and if you’ve never heard of them, you should check them out. They’ve been around and helped shape the best parts of the web. The same can be said for everyone on Mark’s list…well except for me, because that would be weird, wouldn’t it?)