God, I have so much I want to write about. I want to tell you guys all In the City Interactive and what apparently smart people were saying about convergence. I want to tell you all about the debate I had with BPI-chief Steve Redmond and Factory records’ grouchy swearing pop svengali, Tony Wilson. I want to tell you all about the Geek dinner for Robert Scoble that I attended with about a thousand other people, and where I had too many margaritas and scabbed Lucky Strikes off Hugh Macleod. I want to talk about hanging out with Joe Clark, Andy Budd and the @media folks at Pizza Express last night.
I want to talk about the complete absence of news about my father, and how much it’s preying on my mind and about the mini-reunion I’m going to this afternoon for people who were present at the very first few blogmeets in London, five years ago this weekend. (Full blogmeets to follow.) And then there’s all the chat that I’d like to be doing about what I should be doing in San Francisco (arriving a week today, free up your diaries), and the fifty ideas for posts and things-to-build that are clogging up my Ideas for things.txt file on my laptop and which I see little prospect of ploughing through…
But no time right now. Sorry. I swear to God that I’ll get some of it done over the next forty-eight hours or so. One thing I will mention though is what I’m doing tomorrow morning – where I’ll be extemporising at length about corporate weblogs on BBC Radio 4’s Broadcasting House between 9am and 10am. As ever, if you find these things interesting, you can get a pretty much moment-by-moment guide to my life by subscribing to my Flickr photostream, which currently includes photos of me in a radio studio being interviewed and a stunningly realised representation of Andy Budd as exotic Spanish dancer.