Facing Your Web 2.0 Conference Avatars + Sangria

Yesterday afternoon and evening was 2.0 Sydney ad agency discussions and a great T-Bone steak et frites. There is a definite rumbling about that next fn huge idea, but a collective recognition that there isn't the labour to deliver or obvious clients to trailblaze. But maybe with a bit of sales luvn....

This morning I woke up to a private equity laced breakfast where I learnt that the entry price for a media play downunder, a good one I tell you not a startup, is $1.5B. But make sure you have a good idea about what to do with the asset Mr Mokbel and relatives (something more than negatively gear it.. Don't end up in a greece cafe either with interpol chasing)

Then was the usual william st mad rush to 5 minute darling harbour sussex st demo along with other 2.0 Indies let's see those dog trix at a 15th floor stunning harbour views corporate flavoured, the accountant over there got approval to use the space because they think there's some new business in this area.

Forget presentation nerves or the standard shite we better get the IT support guy to sync the laptops, wifi access and presentation hardware, or even the telstra guy who during question time didn't ask a question and proclaimed telstra was beyond NextG when it came to 2.0, the real joost of the day was meeting the 2webbing crew, twitterr's, new zealand new web fathering, and pnorgn muthrn, newsltd employed webjammn, atlassiand, omnidriving, whitsunday-france outbackpost2ndlife destined scoutas - who till now were often virtual daily friends and 2way followers, that were presented this evening with a table of sangrian tangld calamari.

And then there were the award winning freelance story seekers : Combined with a monumental Jobseian call for consumer simplicity in new web apps from looking to reinvent themselves its my last day here lovely pr post cold war types, with the I gotta join twitter bug + he stopped me on the street delicateGeniusBlog CCtshirt its not chanel evangelist mikey-im not frankys mini_me one day I camped in his office but don't call me an evangelist, playaz.

Also from the byron hippy chillers later in the night I learnt about 'gangling' - when u leave a party without notice. I won't even get into the 85 year old who cornered the pretties and talked $4 domains and said he worked for AFR. Call me, Call me now.

Throw in some ex senseless lawyers and current GMs holding court in the corner with the genY lovelies, a bar and food tab - and you almost forgot that the topic which started the day - 'User Participation' in Web2 in Australia, and what business can do to support it. But it did bankroll a lot of offline realtime P2P pathos and comedy. Flickr fotos 2 follo when I can jack some wifi (now here), do my holt st lattes, and get a plane back to my virtual life, unless I end up @ MODM2 and u sydney lovelies webjam.com.au it out!