So happy to see that Wallstrip has made its way past year one. Its been spectacular to watch the concept and show evolve over the last year.
As a loyal fan and as someone who has been wallstripped twice (that must almost be a record) I firmly believe that Howard and Lindsay have a great company running.
In the meanwhile, I 'll just keep wearing my CROX and relish the moments of my life spent filming wallstrip with Lindsay, Adam and Jeff.
Good luck in year two.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
It might not be the third hackathon, but who's counting anyway?
Last night 35 technologists gathered at the Union Square Ventures office in the Flatiron to discuss all things facebook worthy.
There were a number of FB apps demoed and discussed. Most notably I enjoyed the Manhattan 3D modeling world created by UpNext. They have rendered the entire city skyline block by block and are integrating user comments to specific businesses and locations.
The next step upon aggregating user comments (kind of like Yelp or CitySearch) will be to allow users with GPS-enabled phones to geotag their favorite restaurants. This concept of geotagging and location based social networking is nothing new. Recall NYC startup Socialight. They too are working on the GPS concept and the social web of interaction that could take place.
Will be happy to see these two location-based companies come to fruition.
Ad-Networks were heavily discussed. Is it possible to aggregate all the "publicly" available user information from users profiles? If so how?
There are many projects taking place in the city. One thing that struck me was the paucity of developers that were available for hire. Of the 35 odd people in attendance there were at least 4 companies looking for developers and only one guy who put his name on the "looking for work" board.
Thanks to Michael Galpert for organizing the nerd-herd and everyone over at USV, especially Andrew Parker for getting the pizza and beer in order.
We have a vibrant tech community in place right now. Its refreshing to see the many great ideas up-close and months before the general public.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Another excellent race thrown by the boys over at 5 Boro Generals.
We assembled our biking forces at the Old Stone House, in Park Slope/Red Hook at a pre-colonial stone house made by the Dutch in 1699.
For two hours we sat around, practiced our trackstands, skids and reverse figure eights. Some drank beer, but even more smoked cigarettes.
Unlike the Queens Riot held back in September, Brooklyn's race started at 5 PM with plenty of light available for the riders to begin our treacherous journey.
After receiving our manifests we raced across BK over to Owls Head Park in Bay Ridge. There was this godforsaken grassy hill we had to climb at the very end of this time trial. Awaiting us at the bottom of the hill was the local skateboard park. Imagine 50 riders on an assortment of fixies, track bikes, mountain bikes and road bikes taking over the little kids' skate park. They were highly amused to see us falling over ourselves on the table tops. The best we could muster was a couple of inches off the ground during our flatland session. Very pathetic compared to these BMX kids doing 360's.
The race moved on to the Greenwood Cemetary and a sprint to the top of Sunset Park. We were rewarded with Foster's beer for our tribulations. The view of Manhattan is to die for, from this highest point in Brooklyn.
Finishing our beers and fixing our flat tires we made it over to Prospect Park next. The Crit was here. Three loops around Flatbush Avenue and a portion of Prospect Park's route. Crashes, blood and more broken bikes ensued. We laughed, smiled, but no one cried.
Further on we made our way to the Old Fulton Ferry landing underneath the Brooklyn Bridge. The trackstand competition went on for five minutes. Pablo won with a no hand, no foot trackstand. I have no idea how to do one of these no hand/foot combos.
After some more beer we rode on for the skid competition, held underneath the Brooklyn Queens Expressway. Two hours later it was approaching 1:30 am and we decided to call it quits and head to the Country Club bar. Leaving around 4:15 I didn't feel tired, probably because the Jack & Coke cocktails voided the sore legs I acquired through 12 hours of riding. I made it back to my abode in Spanish Harlem at 5:10. That was one long alleycat.
Ready for next year...