Vanity Fair online editor Mike Hogan complained about the food at South By Southwest.

Washington Times columnist complained about a cell-phone using idiot at a White House press conference, whom she later identified as John Gizzi of Human Events.

Salon.com correspondent Mike Madden engaged in conversation with his readers.

Natalie Eshaya, a writer for Ryan Seacrest, outed her boss's drinking problem.

Chris Nuttall of the Financial Times experienced a moment of sheer geek panic.

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Mancunian editrix Louise Bolotin recounted her cat's lepidoptivorous habits.

Chris Nuttall of the Financial Times was so on vacation that he couldn't even type "holiday."

Geek videoblogger Veronica Belmont came up with a great new business model for Facebook.

British journalist Debbie James was grateful for fags, by which we think she meant "cigarettes."

VentureBeat editor Eric Eldon mindlessly fondled a gadget. Oh, is that what the kids are calling it?

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• The article says, "T-Mobile did not return calls for comment." You know what that means. When a company won't talk, reporters craft a hitpiece.
• Says who? Vague unquoted anonymous sources include "Internet developers and mobile industry executives" and just three named ones — an analyst, music site Pandora's CTO, and an executive at T-Mobile rival Hutchison Whampoa.

These two facets of the story will give Googlers plenty of reason to dismiss the story. The notion that Googler groupthink won't allow them to process: That the article's right in all its particulars, anonymous sources or no. Oh, and have you ever heard a Googler complain when one of their executives is quoted spouting company talking points anonymously to the New York Times or the Wall Street Journal?

Doing so, I learned that three years after Microsoft poached him from his role as head of research at Yahoo, a guy named Gary Flake and his 150-person Live Labs team have come up with a product called Photosynth, which stitches images together to create larger images. But as you can tell by the above image — results for a search on "Mission District, San Franciso"— its search function doesn't really work. Also, none of it works on a Mac.

Disappointing. Not Microsoft's product, which is about what we'd expect from the software giant. No, I'm chastened by the FT. On New York's subway system, the pink paper it's printed on is supposed to signify that one looks down from high even on the guy holding the WSJ to your left. But being seen reading articles like this make one a laughingstock even to Murdoch's masses.

The tech and media business world, like any world, is full of people figuring out their relative worth. I mean more than pecking order; I mean that my time is worth much less than my boss's, and his time is worth much less than Rupert Murdoch's. The important measure is whether I'm worth five minutes, an hour, or a weekend of Murdoch's time. That way I know whether to approach him at a conference, ask him to lunch, or take him to Tahoe. The real answer is "none of the above," so I know that if I want anything from him, I'd better wait until I have an excuse.

Social networks flatten this relative value. On Facebook, if I'm your friend and you're Dame Judi Dench's friend, I might try to broker an introduction. I won't know that I'm worth an hour of your time each day and you're worth five minutes of hers each year.

Silicon Valley execs don't seem to get this, or any other simple principle about not wasting people's time. So they get their companies to finance every sort of conference and group membership (seriously I went to one all about making money from Facebook apps) where they can harass their superiors in the industry. Of course they'll come to a social network that supposedly makes everyone available!

Business plans in the Valley are bogglingly stupid. I met a likable but naive man who's building software that lets your car radio read blogs out loud to you. There's an entire funded company built around putting little "If you liked this, you'd also like..." notifications on blogs. Now imagine paying $4000 a year to get bothered by these people.

The only good networking is the kind that requires more than money.

FT is making the site mostly free, except for the heaviest of readers. Newspaper officials say they did "research" — imagine that, research! — and now will allow readers to view 30 articles a month before having to cough up some change.

Hardcore readers — likely current subscribers — will not see much change, since they'll have to pay to keep up with all of the coverage. But bloggers will be free to link to FT articles knowing their viewers can click through without trouble. This could be a happy medium between pay and content models. Time will tell. Meanwhile, we're giving the FT the award for worst self-referential headline ever: "FT.com pioneers change to charging." The newspaper ought to pay you for clicking through and reading that one. (Photo by jimwinstead)