Ran into friends at Tocquiny’s excellent reception on their skyline-view Frost Tower digs. Thanks to TJ for a sofa on which to sleep, and for following me to SXSWi parties at The Mohawk and Molotov. We ended up at Flipnotics listening to Albanie Falletta [and Her Fellas] playing her Django Reinhardt-esque jazz guitar. A wonderful way to end Day I. This morning I’m up relatively early. The parisian owner of the creperie remembered me. I slipped into the convention center before it officially opened to check messages and do a little blogging.
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