When two Internet-famous people fuck, is that a mashup?
(More pictures on Flickr, btw)

If you’ll permit me a travel writing cliche – Austin during South by South West is a city of contrasts. The locals and the interlopers, the have lanyards and the have not lanyards. And nowhere is the contrast so vivid than on 6th Street – home to just about all of Austin’s bars. There they [...]

Thank you Robert for my first Skype voicemail. The first of many I hope.
I’ve also succumbed to peer pressure – Jemima was the last straw – and decided to give Twitter a shot instead of Facebook statuses. Just for the duration of SXSWi, you understand. We’ll see how it goes after that. I’m @paulcarr. [...]

So, prompted by my soy-filled Blackberry (and by reading the Four Hour Work Week), I finally got around to streamlining my myriad communication methods. It was just getting ridiculous.
All my mail is now forwarding to a single account and I’ve set up Skype properly for all things voice and chat. If you’re my friend on [...]

Greetings from Colorado – the Connecting Flight state. You join me at Denver International Airport waiting for a connecting flight to Austin for South By South West Interactive.
What? This.
ETech ended well – a really good group of panels, all in all, and a rather excellent after party in the world’s biggest hotel suite. Ran [...]

I can’t quite put my finger on it but there’s definitely a difference between working in London and working in San Diego…

More photos from the LA -> Laguna -> San Diego road trip on Flickr.

I’ve never been a huge fan of liveblogging. It seems to me the lowest form of the lowest form of journalism. No time for analysis or to choose the right turn of phrase – just ears-to-fingers say-what-you-see. Lots of people liveblog events like the Oscars and the Brits and, while very occasionally great, particularly at [...]

So here we are in San Diego – home of ETech, Graphing Social Patterns and what must surely be the world’s biggest Marriot hotel. We drove in this afternoon after an amazing down the Pacific Coast Highway, via Laguna Beach.
Yep, Laguna Beach – our own mini-spring break. We even managed to get ourselves invited to [...]

So, that was LA, baby. City of angels and dreams and fucking amazing looking women. It’s a wonder any of them are able to leave the house given the amount of preening and tweezing and plucking that’s required to maintain even a base-line standard. I swear you could count the number of pubic hairs and [...]