March 25, 2005
Adaptive Path's Fourth Anniversary Party
Last night SFist was invited to join the revellers at Adaptive Path's offices on Brannan between second and third. Not having been known to turn down free beer and food, we showed up promptly at six. We were especially excited about the prospects of the rented taco truck doing the catering. If you doubted the genius of Lane Becker, Janice Fraser, Jeff Veen, Peter Merholtz, Jesse James Garrett and Indi Young, the catering decision alone should dispell many of your doubts.
It had certainly been a while since we made the walk from Market to Brannan. Why, it seemed like just yesterday we were working at Wineshopper.com on their brand-new website and eating lunch in South Park, and had not one but two contract positions to choose from. We would like to say though that if the economy is on the rebound, can we please put the the Razor scooters away for good? They weren't cool then, they aren't cool now. And don't even think about getting a Segway -- as we joked at the party, "There's a special place in Hell for people who put sound on their homepage and people who buy Segways." Get a skateboard or some rollerskates if you want to zoom around the office, please.
While somebody recently said, "It's not a party unless SFist shows up," we'd actually rather defer to Mr. Merlin Mann, who was busy tagging as many attendees as he could get enough context to process. Lifehacking is so the new hacking.
The neologisms were flying thick and fast last night, and Jeff got tagged with his own new word, "Graphterbation." Hott.
Chris Messina and Min Jung Kim share a laugh -- probably over people who just don't get RSS.
Scott Beale and Matt Mullenweg order root beers. Even SFist feels a bit pickled after two weeks of drinking with nerds.
SFist's favorite commenter Jamison from Six Apart, who smiles in front of a whiteboard loaded with sarcasm.
Ginevra Kirkland and Lane Becker share a private moment. Or it would have been private if SFist hadn't been standing right there.
While Lane says Peter Merholtz first said "blog" while drunk at a bar, Peter says he coined the term when he jokingly changed "weblog" to "we blog" on his site. And Eddie Codel? Where isn't that guy?
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Oops, a couple of typos. My name's Jamison, not Jameson and we're Six Apart, with a space.
God damnit. Where's that fact-checker we pay $70,000 a year for? Oh, that's right, we don't have one.
Thanks, Jamison.
I have a new tactic for addressing men on razor scooters: "Excuse me, sir, did you know you're playing with a children's toy?"
And you just knew that Segway was a little overhyped, eh?
and, hell, i'm lane becker at the beginning, and lane garrett by the end, but if that means that somewhere during the party i married jesse -- well, stranger things have happened at my parties.
who is that young woman, anyway? scandalous.
Yeah Jackson, I think it's time to ration your tacos and root beer at the next party. The cheese and sugar overload is warping your short-term memory. Maybe you need to switch to something more organic and quasi-legal.
And who in San Francisco HASN'T work for, on, in and around Wineshopper, as if that's some kind of cred?! Come on, when Kleiner Perkins had $54 million to throw at the genius idea of being the Amazon.com of wine, even the homeless slept warm in layers of dot-com t-shirt exuberance.
Indeed, two weeks of this and I'm fried. It's water and oranges for me all weekend.
I'm not trying to claim any cred for working at Wineshopper, it was just my first job when I moved out here from Silicon Alley (yes, it hurts me to say that). I was just a HTML hand-coding monkey making $35 an hour, eating $10 sandwiches on the untrimmed lawn at South Park, and sharing a one bedroom in Emeryville with my girlfriend and another couple (separate beds, you perverts), all in the hopes of compiling a record collection that would inspire awe and envy and a weekly at 111 Minna. I know, so naive, but now I'm getting misty...sniff.
It's the flirt fairy, here to criticize you, and then tell everyone how cute they are! la la la I'm drinking free wine la la...
Excellent party, anyway. Congrats, you guys.
thanks for forwarding the invite. It was a pretty cool happening indeed. Good to see the man behind sfist in person.
It was a fun time - sorry you didn't get a pic of the tech writer turned schoolteacher who was spinning platters (do we still say that? or do we just say turntablin') and dressed to evoke Hunter S.?
And although I met many people, I am bummed I met no SFists.
Ah, yes, so you were the man spinning "Little Spanish Flea." In that case, you can just call it genius. All my SFist tees were in the wash. I was the chubby white guy taking pictures. You'll definitely get a chance to meet a 'Fister or two at the event we're planning -- shhh, don't tell anyone.
I wasn't the HST DJ; just thought he was photoblogworthy is all. I wasn't spinning anything. Perhaps that is to my discredit.
I'm glad you guys had fun without me. Instead of the AP party, I got drunk and cried to my four girlfriends here in Austin. Thanks a lot San Fran!
I just felt like commenting about last year's party because it was so much fun and clearly the cool place To Be Seen because I'm crushed that I'll be in Houston instead of the party this year. I'm also going to miss the Cult show that I was looking forward to. Wow - a week with two things to do up in the big city and I gotta go and get myself hired to do some actual work. Hmm.