It was my first South by Southwest, smack in the heart of the beast of roving gangs of musicians and geeks emitting burned CDs like throwing stars, rising. So many bright eyes! such energy, me my own best self.
I had to work during most of it (my actual job, that is—not at SX), but did manage to get my mug on the internet for a conversation about innovation in libraries and dance in a cardboard robot head at an MIT party.
We crashed the fun and games at the IEEE bazaar and made funny faces.
The glow could find and swap only one face at a time, so Arthur put on a disguise,
made a face with his fingers,
and hoodwinked the future.
I saw scads of 3D printers and wish I were more impressed and watched Link moon over an oculus rift.
I saw sweet bands from the street,
and in the middle of the street,
saw the end of the world till assured such fear was but pi in the sky.