So I came up with this idea after seeing two TVs at Brickhouse Security acting like a giant Tweetdeck platform. The build is here. The end result is here. Welcome to my living room – or, as I call it, the world’s First Ever Couchside Social Media Monitoring Center. Two Samsung 52-inch LCD Flatscreens on either side of a Samsung 50-inch Plasma. The two on either side shall monitor the Interwebs. The Plasma shall be for TV. All I need now is Captain Picard’s Chair. I may never leave. Seriously.

46 hours later, I’m still a slight bit nauseous. That’s not to say that my trip on G-Force One wasn’t entirely worth it. Because it was. Even just to see the joy in my dad’s eyes as he got to fly around the plane like a 67-year-old Superman made all my nausea and sweating completely worth it. And hey, out of 29 people, 11 of them puked, and I wasn’t in that group. So you know, you find good things wherever they come from. Background: I’d heard about the Zero-G flights for years. Run by Space Adventures, the same company that takes normal every day people to the International Space Station, these guys put you in a modified 727, and [...]

I’m writing this today from a hotel room in Park City, Utah. One year ago, I wrote this blog post from a hotel room in Los Angeles, California. It talked about how my little Facebook group, called “If I Can Help A Reporter Out, I Will,” blew through 1,200 members, and I had to move it to a web site of its own. With the help of Adam Boettiger, www.helpareporter.com launched with it’s first query from the Chicago Tribune on March 20th, 2008. I think I said something like “hey guys, a Chicago Tribune reporter needs some help.” If I’d known what that one post was going to do, I probably would have wrote something a little more profound as [...]

But it could have been a lot worse. I could have been off-key. The Six party at Tap Room at SXSW on Monday night.

So I was walking out of the airport to my cab, and as I was putting my bag in the trunk, I looked down and found this 30 gig iPod lying on the ground. There are enough Geek podcasts on it to guarantee that the person who lost it is a South by Southwest attendee. So help me find him or her. Tweet this post, tag it with SXSW, and let the person find me. I’ll meet up with them before I leave SXSW (leaving Tuesday) and return their iPod. They just have to tell me the name of the iPod’s drive. (They named it something special.) Whatcha think? I bet this can happen.