 Introduction FRIDAY, MARCH 9 Breaking Bread The Balcony at Iron Cactus What's 6'6" and bluish-orange? PB and WMF All hail Jish, Savior of Our Seats Lance Arthur, Master of Understated Elegance Hey, Macarena!! Blink, damn you! BLINK! Lounging at Lovejoy's SATURDAY, MARCH 10 Dignity. Always dignity. Ms. B, Miss M and Halcyon At Courtney & Lane's House Objects next to Ryan... SUNDAY, MARCH 11 The Halcyon Experience It's a beautiful page... Take off every zig! My audience with Abdul Fray Cafe Meeting the Monkey Sixfoot6 and Kinsey6 Into the Fray Praying to the Pumpkin Ow! Oh! Do it again! Touched by a monkey On the way to Katz's Deli Moist men in a mirror MONDAY, MARCH 12 Your ride is here, Mr. Graham! Dinner at Stubb's Later, at the bar... No, ma'am, he doesn't have ID Hot monkey love Monkey business Monkey in his natural habitat Dan, Dan, the billiard man Trouble with a capital "P" He's even better at air hockey For love of the game... Blame Canada. Last call at Stubb's Next time on Crossfire... Yeah, he looks innocent, but Uh-oh... ...and then the police showed up. TUESDAY, MARCH 13 The Adaptive Path Party Up on the roof Sweet as syrup... And then we called Firda WEDNESDAY, MARCH 14 Matt goes clicks-and-mortar Bart's Axe Bart's Other Axe Rock & Sex & Drugs & Roll Austin Civic Opera guitar Yes, those are real nails... An uncommon mirror shot Kilroy was here Hot, rotating, vertical pork  Comments or questions about this scrapbook? Do you have your own gallery of SXSW memories on the web you'd like to share? Interested in going next year? Drop me a line!
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 Our last official act in Austin was a happy hour and early supper at Guero's Taco Bar, where I had a fabulous margarita, great chips and salsas and, of course, the speciality of the house. After eating, we said a farewell to James and dropped him off at his hotel, then Dinah and I returned my rental car to the airport and went our separate ways. All in all, SXSW 2001 was completely different and exactly the same as the experience I'd so relished in 2000. With "the burst of the dot-com bubble", there was naturally more talk about potential revenue models at the panels and more furious exchanging of resumes and business cards and -- most lamentably -- fewer open bars with free Shiner. But the people were the main attraction, as they'd been for me the year before. SXSW is an opportunity to catch up with friends I may only see once or twice a year but value no less for our separation. It's a time to bullshit with old buddies, break bread with new ones, brainstorm ideas and get caught in the rain. Needless to say, I can't wait for next year.
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