Hello my little bloglings! I'm still in NYC for a couple more days. Today I had great interviews with Jeff Jarvis in his Jersey City office and Meg and Kottke in their lovely tiny apartment right here in Greenwich Village. Last night I got some great "man on the street" footage in Times Square asking people what blogs were. Horse-n-buggy driver #1: "I dunno... horseshit?" Horse-n-buggy driver #2: "Crap?" Yes, I suppose some blogs are crap. Tomorrow morning I'm talking to Anil Dash, surely about TypePad. Perhaps not a Blogger-killer, but most folks say Movable Type is a superior product and now with the ease of hosting and no setup... it's destined for greatness.
Blossoms, fruity blossoms everywhere on the streets of New York City. Fat blooming magnolia trees surrounded by pockets of red and yellow tulips in every triangle park. It's been sunny and warm, and I've been walking everywhere with heavy video equipment slung over my shoulder. Meg and Kottke's place was on the 5th floor. I had to catch my breath and drink some purple gatorade before I could say much. The city itself is the world's most elaborate exercise machine, and I'm working out the moment I open the door. The door, by the way, is a gigantic metal industrial door easily weighing 400 pounds. I'm staying in this huge elaborately-decorated abode, full of nooks and swords and books and antiques. My three gal-friends live together here, not to mention the troubador owner when he's in town, which he is. Yes, the owner is apparently a troubador. He's had this place since the 70's, and due to rent control it costs as much as Meg and Kottke's tiny apartment a few blocks away. The Hudson river is outside my window right now. This is the good life.
[ Of course I have many photos and video... but for now only this moblog photo taken on the airport shuttle after seeing Lori off. Sigh. ]