@socialphanboy here with another live report from FakeSXSW – the crowds are swarming at this point, eager conference-goers out pressing the flesh, dropping names, swapping jump drives and nursing their hangovers with Bruce’s Yams.
Now, I don’t like to spread gossip unless I’m at least 50% sure it’s true. But I felt obliged to share this story with my loyal readers. I’ll let you decide what to make of it.
This morning as I was tucking into a plate of Bruce’s Moons Over My Yammy, I found something very disturbing poking out of my breakfast: a single, coarse red hair. As I moved the eggs to the side of the plate, what appeared to be the remnants of a wrist band peeked up at me. On the laminated fragment: just the letters “keSX”.
I’m ashamed to admit, I pushed my concerns aside and finished my meal. At $6.99 a pop and on a blogger’s salary, I can’t afford to be picky. Rest assured, I did not leave a tip!
But now as I sit sweltering in the press room, I can’t help but wonder what happened to the neck beard guy I captured on film yesterday. And where did Carrot Top disappear to after his performance? And why the sudden popularity of Bruce’s Yams?
Are you thinking what I’m thinking?
