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Archive for February 17th, 2004

2004-02-17

concon recon

ConCon rocked. Well, the audience rocked. I was my normal shambolic self, constantly asking the air whether the video and audio were working as people frantically tried to tell me by shouting and waving into my blind, unhearing compere’s face. We survived.

The speakers were great, too. Lightning talks are a lot harder than they look, but everybody seemed to have a good sense of when to get on, and when to get off. I even got an echo of the same kind of info overload that etech brings on from the post-talk discussion, as people stumbled around recovering from 12 dense talks in less than 90 minutes, meeting new and old friends, excitedly talking about Jonathan’s social networking security exploits (the guy from Orkut was very intrigued), and munching on the pizza and free food Marc commandeered.

Next up: ConConUK!