Buoyed by having made a flying start on level two today, I decided to celebrate by making my first video comment on TechCrunch UK.
As I say in the clip, I’m really not sure about the whole visual comment thing but it’s certainly a step towards forcing anonymous commenters to grow some balls.
Also, video [...]

“So, I should probably make a confession... but if I do, I’d rather you didn’t punch me on the nose.”
Knowing that she doesn’t ever read stuff that’s written about her, I could have kept my mouth shut. But for that same reason, I had to tell her and, two drinks in, at least there was [...]

A hell of a day today, all told, and I have to be on a flight to Boston in a few hours for Roflcon. No time there for one of my trademark rambling posts. Instead, a few bullet points from the Digg party last night...
1) There was a unicorn there. Apparently he dislikes Sarah Lacy, [...]

We begin day three with some housekeeping. First of all, apologies to Sokratis Papafloratos from Trusted Places whose name I spelt wrongly yesterday. Sorry Socks.
Although in my defence, I did go to the hugely responsible journalistic length of Googling him and cutting and pasting the spelling from the first result I found.
Also, a couple [...]

“403 Forbidden: The server understood the request, but is refusing to fulfill it.” - Web error message when using WiFi at the Clift Hotel (really)
“Money can’t buy me love.” The Beatles sure as hell knew what they were talking about when they sang those lyrics. They were talking about a stay in The Clift Hotel [...]

(Update: Tonight’s Glasshouse event is actually gloriously free. Yay.)
Uh-oh. There’s discord in the A List ranks.
It seems that Ryan at Carsonified has a few issues with Web Mission - essentially that it looks to outsiders like British start-ups are coming cap-in-hand to the Americans because we just can’t cut it on our own.
Lend-lease 2.0, [...]

“The thing about Brits is that you guys are far less controversial than people in the US”
In hindsight that was Sarah Lacy’s first mistake, given that she was talking to me and Robert Loch.
Her second mistake was allowing me to shoot video as Robert set out to prove her wrong by telling a joke [...]

When (if) I get back to the UK, I think I need to get a subscription to Heat magazine. Perhaps then I can stop doing stuff like this...
Me (to Claire’s friend): “Nice to meet you. I’m Paul”
Her: “You too. I’m June.”
Me: “Oh, you’re English.”
Her: “Yes, but I’ve moved to LA now.”
Me: “Oh, cool, what do [...]

Just when my liver’s back in some kind of shape, I wander into the lobby of my hotel in Nob Hill (really) yesterday and who do I see?
Only Robert Loch and Scott Rutherford.
Only staying in my hotel.
Next thing I know, I’m waking up in my bathtub wearing a pair of plastic sunglasses that - I [...]

A couple of days of blogging silence because, frankly, there’s not been much to say.
After a hectic few days of sightseeing, drinking and trying to plough through work, it’s was time to take a couple of days to recharge my batteries. Not least because in a few short days, half of London is arriving in [...]

When we last spoke, it was Saturday night and I was about to head to dinner with Eris, my state-appointed tour guide for San Francisco.
What I didn’t know was that she had decided on a table at the city’s only Irish-themed oyster restaurant and piano bar. Had I known, I would have wondered aloud at [...]

Great first proper day in San Francisco. Eris has assumed the role of personal tour guide which is great as it helps me avoid the tourist traps.
Her first suggestion was that we visit the city’s biggest tourist trap: Pier 39. Her ‘logic’ being that it would help me know which area to avoid in future, [...]

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: I am always - always - late for flights.
I always try to allow exactly the right amount of time for traffic, check in and the like but always - always - fuck it up. I’ve never missed a flight but I’ve had more than my fair [...]

Greetings from Atrak train 68 from Montreal Gare Central to New York Penn.
You join me at 70-something miles per hour, with snow as far as the eye can see, just South of US immigration. Despite the fact that standby tickets were only $100 (Canadian) on Air Canada, I decided to take one more [...]

Bonjour from Montreal, eh? The strip club capital of the French-speaking world.
I’m here staying with my younger brother and his girlfriend for a few days of post-New York r&r before heading to San Francisco for fun a-plenty.
I arrived on Tuesday and it’s been a non-stop ball. Montreal is an amazing city and I’ve already seen [...]