As a bit of a boring fucker, my personal highlights from Internext/AEE were meeting Jonno from Fleshbot, and Wired’s Regina Lynn. Jonno turns out to be disgustingly likeable, and about as smart and cool as Stephen Hawking, after being accidentally left outside the igloo by his Innuit friends. During a snowstorm.
Regina’s funny, and far too modest for someone who’s written a book which gets so much right. She also has breasts large enough to mandate GPS for anyone attempting to navigate them. This has nothing to do with my respect for her tits writing.
Regina’s written-up the panel we were on in her ‘Sex Drive’ column for Wired this week (if you were there, enjoy shaded references to our fellow panelist who appeared coke’d out of his mind for the duration of the event.)
Sam, I just saw this post. I’m flattered, and just wanted to let you know that I noticed that YOU have a niiiiiice GPS.
That’s all I’m sayin’.
Regina - you know my GPS is all about you baby…