The times feel big. We launched Involver, and I guess my little Larry Lessig powerpoint ripoff went over pretty well. I took his style of stark white words on black background interspersed with juxtaposing images of the old and the new (e.g. Democratic party org chart vs. network map of Gnutella). Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and I hope to get better at it.

It feels like a rush. I don't want to get the big head (hubris! hubris! pride cometh before the fall), but it feels like we're really making progress. The big ideas are seeping in; respected indie rockers who I've never talked to before are backing the memes now, and it feels pretty good. As Franz and I were noting the other day, nobody else is showing up to move this whole thing forward, so I suppose we'd better go ahead and do it.

Other than that it's been a joy to be back in NYC, even though I feel like 3/4 of a person without my bike here. Jeremy and Wes have a great big new apartment in the old neighborhood, and there's an attractive Laura Dern-looking lady working at the Lyric. Frank's got another odd-job and Julia's back to being single, wants to know if we can make a platonic marriage pact. Kevin Murphy is doing faux-misogynistic comedy, and Sam's got a job writing for the videogames at Ubisoft (which I think is a great place to be in the entertainment industry). Joe Feliece made a power play and got a raise at work. Other than all that, it's just like a month ago but hotter and more humid. I miss it all like hell.

So I try not to get the big head, but it feels like we're stepping into somee big shoes. I have to say I like it.