Posts Tagged ‘Austin’

SXSW #8 – ENERGY

Sunday, March 22nd, 2009

To me, the most impressive thing about SXSW Interactive is the energy that radiates.  Generally, the people attending this conference are focused, smart, creative and optimistic.   They pose important questions and play the kinds of productive games that result in communication, learning and transformation.  They dream, then do, and they are unfazed by failure.  I have been part of this conversation, this tribe, since TRON.  While I don’t know too many people here, or travel dozens deep like some of the bigger players, I feel very welcomed, and grateful for all the support GameChangers received during my four days in Austin, from too many people to mention.   I hope all our paths cross again someday, and given the affordances of the Networked World, it is quite likely that they will.

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SXSW #1 – THE BUS RIDE

Sunday, March 22nd, 2009

The grapes of Austin and SXSW Interactive have fermented into the wine of memory.  As I sip it a week later, here are a few of the many flavors that emerge:

NeldaTHE BUS RIDE.  When I go to rent a car in Dallas, I discover that my driver’s license has expired, and that the only real option for me to get to Austin is aboard a bus.  I am pissed at myself, and get even more pissed when the shuttle to the bus station is late to pick me up.  Then I begin a conversation with Nelda, the shuttle coordinator.  She has a patient, pleasant demeanor, and it’s not this phony cheeriness that somebody in the home office scripted for her role, it’s for real.  It says to me as plainly as if she’s speaking it out loud that a delay in an airport shuttle bus, or having to take a bus instead of drive a rental car from Dallas to Austin is the least troublesome thing in the world.  And she’s right.  Nelda’s outlook reminds that we always have a choice how we see and react to setbacks, or to any situation for that matter.

My seat-mate on the bus, Luis, a college sophomore at Texas A&M-Commerce, and I have a good long conversation.  I chronicle the four-hour bus ride on Twitter, which gets pretty interesting when the two trailer park tweakers sitting behind us loudly share their woeful situations, including a warrant that’s out for one’s arrest (“I don’t know why, I took care of everything except that child support shit!”)  one’s attempt to eat a 15-pound hamburger and win 200 dollars, and how the cops in Pelican Bay, Texas, test your drug paraphernalia. John Abbott (@johnnyabbott), who performs with the great improv group, Trophy Wife, tweets me back, “Sometimes it takes a trip to Texas to learn what’s really going on in the California prison system.”

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