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Back at SXSW. Woke up late, caught the end of Eric Meyer's talk on CSS. (And other guys, but I wasn't aware enough to catch who. They seemed like the type to get bent out of shape if they were forgotten, too.) Next, some panel discussion on freelancing, consulting, going solo, being a hired gun, and all that. Pretty interesting, as that's what I've been doing for the last couple of years.
We took the middle of the day off to go close on our new house. WOOOOT!
The sellers are taking an extra week to move all their stuff out, and in return, they're leaving the washer and dryer, and a bunch of other stuff. They're also floating us a couple thousand dollars to do repairs they didn't get to, so, nice. We are SO EXCITED to get the hell out of the apartment and into the house. Not even funny.
So, back to the convention. I went to a panel about being a porn webmaster. Some of you may not know this, but I have, on occasion, worked on porn sites. I may be working on a porn site again in the future. These people were lame. They might be "pornographers", but not the kind of pornographers I know. Maybe I'm spoiled from living around all the preverts in San Francisco, but gimme a break. They sounded more like Amway salesmen (and women) than purveyors of smut. It was all about getting traffic, and having a whole network of crappy sites, and shuffling users around, and getting a large number of tiny commissions from someone else's stuff. Some of them actually said that pop-up ads were good. I just wanted to stand up and scream, "You're not making porn! You're making porn SUCK!" So, I didn't go to their party afterwards.
We did, however, manage to get to the Austin Game Developers meeting at some sort of Vegas/Chuck E. Cheese type of place called Dave and Buster's. I've never heard of it before, but apparently, it's some big thing. Anyway, Josh Hall gave a nice talk about how inventory management systems in RPGs influenced how he packed his luggage, and there was some lively, intelligent, and interesting discussion afterwards. Which was pretty cool, given that there were about a hundred geeks in the room from various fields. I felt a bit out of my league, but still very comfortable amongst the kindred gamers. Plus, I won some swag in a raffle. "Marc Majcher, Buckshot Media". Yep, that's my card.
Dave and Rich Dean showed up there about halfway through, we had some snacks, and then I skipped out - I was planning on trying the SXSW party thing again, but I got home and just sort of slumped into a comfortable chair, played with Flash a little bit, and went to sleep. Zzzzz.
(March 11, 2003 09:06 AM)