I know blurbs are supposed to give you a general feel of how an article is meant to pan out but I’m making an exception for this one. I’m a little sore now (not the physical kind). I feel cheated out of my snow experience. I spend the Xmas-New Year stretch on the east coast to get my dose for white fluffiness, but it was as if someone up there saw me on the map, drew a line right where I am and decided that everywhere *north* of where I was would be slammed.
Similarly, San Francisco saw its first snow for the first time in 30 years and it just simply had to do it on the very weekend I was down in LA.
A few weeks ago, I attended Code for America’s (www.codeforamerica.org) open house in their swanky new office someplace in downtown San Fransisco. Because of the natural synergy that CfA and Joget has, I’ve been very excited about what we could both achieve together from the get go. From a personal standpoint, I was enormously glad that they had the cool new pad that they do now. Might have just been me but it seemed like they would have to amend employee benefits to include either “large baseball bat” or “ferocious Rottweiler” if they haven’t moved.
In any case it was a really fun party. There were a number of “celebrities” there coupled with a generous amount of booze. Had a blast with general networking and even managed to snag Tim O’Reilly for a quick exchange. As a matter of fact, the only time I realized that I’ve had too much to drink was when I was midway thru my conversation with Tim, and I finally noticed that he was tremendously bulky, of african descent and didn’t speak english all that well.
Oh well, at least I made a new friend in Nokolulu Attwell.
Someone once said that a conversation with a wise man is worth ten years of study. Now it could have been Confucius or just some cheesy kung fu movie I was saddled with over a slow weekend but it kinda stuck. Fortunately, what I do in the place I’m doing it now puts me in reachable distance to a number of people who have had very good successes over the years with the various startups and projects they were doing -certainly within proximity to qualify for a restraining order if I get too sneaky- so last Friday, I had the fortune of meeting Vishal of Mobclix at a Starbucks in Palo Alto (where they *still* haven’t fixed their darn Wifi).
I’m back at the valley after a month’s worth of traveling. The final count of stops tallied at San Francisco -> Taipei -> Kuala Lumpur -> Bangkok -> Kuala Lumpur -> Hong Kong -> San Francisco. There were far too many things that happened along the way for me to cover in a single post (or rather I’m still lagged and want to finish this quickly before a bunch of gibberish appears in the post – the result of my forehead crashing into the keyboard after I pass out) so I’m going to pick up some summary spots and talk about those instead.
I don’t really like soap operas on telly. Having grown up where everyone else seems to be hooked up on one asian soap opera series or another, you tend to quickly notice repeating patterns in the story lines. If you watch closely enough, the very first episode will tell you who the bad guy is, who the long suffering good guy is, who the couple who starts out hating each others guts but ends up together are and that poor bastard who’s going to get amnesia. Apparently soap operas on the western side of the globe has a lot more sleeping around with the same people also.
There is a soap opera being played out in the Valley at the moment tho (there isn’t as much sleeping around in this one…at least I sincerely hope not considering the actors involved). It started when Steve Jobs ranted this, then the second episode saw Andy Rubin do this, and then everyone decided to let loose. Amidst the artilleries that have been firing back and forth, what really struck me most about the entire saga is the many misconceptions that’s been floated in reference to what open source constitutes.
Ok I’m safely on the other side of the globe. Just a heads up: its 2pm in the afternoon now and the lag is hitting me hard so I might taper off in the middle of writing this post. I actually fell asleep on the couch with one leg still in my jeans last night (come to think of it I either fell asleep or someone mugged me and was conscientious enough to not take anything and leave me in a reasonably comfortable position).