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Holy Crap!

I’ve been reading Fred Wilson’s writings for a short time now, gleaning and learning what I can from his insights into the dotcom sphere and a number of web tools that he invests in and that I hold in high regard – some extremely cool ones, like Etsy, Twitter and most of all, Bug Labs (anything that makes my world and my tools more interactive, customisable, educational and hackable, is prime in my book).

So it was quite the mindfuck when I read this following just a couple of mildly bio-nerdy comments I left on his blog. It’s an amazing privilege (even though I’m well aware it’s a ridiculous overstatement of the value of my input!)

Great discussion yesterday about wordpress vs facebook. As always the post was just the kickoff of a wonderful discussion that is 75 comments long at this time. The big debate was whether blogging was truly social behavior and whether a blog platform could “know” anything about it’s readers.

On that there is no question in my mind. This morning I was working through all 75 comments and was floored by this one from PH Bradley. I’ve been marvelling at PH’s words in this blog’s comments for a while now. But enough is enough. Who is this guy? I need to know him, read him, follow him. Thankfully, all that one has to do when faced with that moment is hover over a person’s face in disqus and their profiles (note the plural) will be revealed. Like this:

I clicked on all of them, Phillipe is now a friend on facebook, a contact on linkedin, I follow him on twitter, and his feed is in my reader.

That’s the kind of adult social networking I was talking about in my post yesterday. Or as Phil said in the comment I linked to, comments are the blog’s spinal cord. Indeed.

(so, where can I get a tshirt saying ‘Fred Wilson is my stalker’? Maybe VCwear can help!)

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http://mulley.net Damien Mulley

and there's absolutely no pressure to perform now at all is there?
http://www.overthecounterculture.com Philippe Bradley

I like to think that there isn't – this blog is still a personal place, a selfish tool that I use to record my thoughts for my own future use (I have terrible memory, but I like to come back to my previous statements and see how they – and I! – have changed. Practicing writing out in the open helps me focus on keeping things short, clear and concise, in case anyone besides me is mad enough to read this stuff. Finding a writing 'voice' is something I've badly needed to work on, this is how I finally got round to doing it.
http://www.overthecounterculture.com Philippe Bradley

I like to think that there isn't – this blog is still a personal place, a selfish tool that I use to record my thoughts for my own future use (I have terrible memory, but I like to come back to my previous statements and see how they – and I! – have changed. Practicing writing out in the open helps me focus on keeping things short, clear and concise, in case anyone besides me is mad enough to read this stuff. Finding a writing 'voice' is something I've badly needed to work on, this is how I finally got round to doing it.