Well, it turned out that my insecurities about being a fish out of water at the VON bloggers panel didn’t get a chance to act themselves out. I managed to get stuck in a horrendous traffic jam in Oakland on the way down Interstate 880 (the Nimitz, to locals) and got to the panel … five minutes late. So — no horrible gaffes or brilliant bon mots. I just sat in the audience and took it all in and saw a couple of old friends (including one from the 1980 Daily Cal staff).
I wrote all about the session, though, on the IP Inferno site: VON Panel, the Sequel.