After this came breakfast, as much as I could stuff myself with, and then one of a couple of cabs down to Palm Park for Kick, followed by some turkey BBQ at Iron Works, and a bit of wandering through Screenburn back inside the convention center.
Then the opening keynote, which rocked.
I wound up not going to the journalism panels that were happening that afternoon. Susan made good company on these two other panels; if you didn't go, you should hunt down related tweets and video.
I was curious about Downtown Burgers just across Trinity Street from the center. Once I ordered my food, I looked over and saw a four-legged SXSW fan receiving visitors.
Finding the fellows once again atop Fogo de Chao was a fun time.
We went walking-walking-walking after that, finding the one and only Ice Cream Man in downtown, and then not much else of what we were seeking in West Austin. Doubling back led us east to downtown and beyond, beneath Interstate Highway 35 and to Cogaoke.
Christian is a mensch. I'd completely forgotten he played the ukulele, but I'd managed to drag him onstage at an old Ireland's 32 gig with one. To run into him and to be able to introduce him to mine was an amazing feeling.