As a nearby source explains:

Justin got introduced to some guy sitting down and quickly started yelling and waving his arms. Justin accused the guy of stealing his broadcasters, using words like "incessant" and "out of control". Justin then said something about "staying off his fucking site" or that he'll just "break the guy's face", with his fists clenched. The guy just sat there pretty calmly and simply asked Justin for more than 1 example of content poaching. After Justin stumbled to answer the guy continued to say "this is not worth my time." Stumped, Justin kind of gave up, apologized, and walked away embarrassed.

More photos of Kan, Julia Allison, Sarah Lacy, and other afterpartiers:

Schlicht writes:

We visited Facebook yesterday and we learned that all they do is play Rock Band. They don't have set hours and the offices are open 24/7 so its not uncommon for someone to come in for an entire day but not work. There are broken guitars and drumsticks all over the room, so they must play a lot. Most times when people sing, they "meow" the song. And yet they have 22,000 fans on Rock Band.

Yeah, most days I'll come in, sit at my desk, glance at the computer screen...then I'll look at my buddy sitting across from me and go, 'Dude, wanna play some Rock Band?' We end up playing for hours. Nobody works here, all we do is listen to Daft Punk and play video games. The reason this room smells kinda funky is because one of our engineers was living in here for a few weeks. His personal hygiene wasn't amazing.

I'm drunk, stranded 'til morning, and standing in the center divider, with Pete Cashmore, the founder of Mashable, waving my arms wildly in a failing attempt to hail a taxi. It was 12:30 a.m. in front of the Herbst Theater, and the night was proving to be completely ridiculous. Before I continue, lets step back seven hours so you can fully comprehend the insanity of my night at The Crunchies.

At our hotel in Sunnyvale, my associate (Mazy/Mind1: 18) and I (Mind A: 19) were getting ready to leave. We'd flown in from Orange County for two things. First, to fill out a bunch of paperwork for our newly accepted jobs at Ustream.tv, and second to attend the Crunchies. We weren't expecting much at 5:20 when we left in our sports jackets to head to the event. Maybe we'd meet a few low-level people and at the very least get to see the Richter Scales perform. As we sprinted to the bus stop we almost got run over. Luckily it wasn't our night to die. Now, I love public transportation, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sweating a little bit by the time we'd taken the bus, train, BART and finally ran our dressed-up asses into Herbst Theater at 7:25, with five minutes to spare.

The awards have already been summarized by everyone and their mom so I'll just skip over that part. However, I would like to point out that sitting in the crowd was a very humbling and exciting experience. I've been to conferences and the like but this was my first time visiting San Francisco and The Valley, and honestly nothing can compare. As I sat in the balcony I was surrounded by people exactly like me and I felt like I belonged.

As we walked out smiling and satisfied with the ceremony, we only became more gleeful when free champagne was basically forced into our hands as we entered the afterparty. As we talked to a few random people we somehow managed to drink a considerable amount of free booze and, armed with our tipsiness we began to do some serious mingling. This is where things start to get really interesting.

First we ran into Kevin Rose. Then Arrington (TechCrunch), Zuckerberg (Facebook), and Cashmore (Mashable). It was freaking crazy! At one point a random black guy accidentally bumped into me. He said sorry and we casually talked for a minute or two. The next day I found out that it was MC Hammer.

We had long conversations with all of them (except Zuckerberg — he was kind of a dick) and exchanged our temporary Kinko's-printed business cards for their snazzy, well-designed ones. Strangely enough, I distinctly remember them all commenting on how sweet our cards were ... personally I think they're crazy.

•flips card* "This is pretty sweet..." *flips card again* "I like these." — Michael Arrington

At 12:30 a.m., everyone finally got kicked out of the party and this brings me back to where I started. A dozen of us were looking for another party but we were out of luck. We ended up getting taxis and heading over to a restaurant called Oola, where we bribed the cooks to reopen the kitchen. The dozen consisted of people from Mashable, VentureBeat, TechCrunch, and various other companies. $300 of food later everyone was ready to hit the sack. Somehow we ended up catching a ride with three guys who we found out all worked at TechCrunch. The whole way back they complained about how their office was actually Arrington's house and how Mashable was the equivalent to the asshole of the tech blog world. We liked Pete Cashmore so we defended him as best we could.

At 3 a.m. we made it to our hotel. Once in the room we felt like kissing the ground as if we hadn't expected to ever make it back alive. In utter disbelief at the night's events, we fell asleep knowing we had jobs at a startup we love and new friends from companies we respect. The only thing left is to move up and officially become a part of this amazing community. We tip our hats to the people of the Valley, we'll be coming "home" soon.

-Matt Schlicht (Mind A)

P.S. - If you know of any cheap apartments in the Valley, let us know.

Site owner, operator and shameless promoter Matt Schlicht claims OpenHulu reached 100,000 unique visitors yesterday. That's a tiny amount in the grand scheme of things, but that's not keeping the buyers away. Schlicht claims "three different big TV-links type sites have tried to buy OpenHulu." He wouldn't give me names, but said the interested parties get between 500,000 and 1 million unique visitors on their own sites each month. This despite the fact that there are other sites built on Hulu embeds there, such as TV Paradise, example.

All this good news must have you people itching for schadenfreude. Well, no worries. For some reason — did we mention he's a shameless self-promoter? — Schlicht is getting plenty hate mail to go along with the resumes and offer sheets. He was only too happy to share them with us. (Shameless? Check.)

Fuck you OpenHulu. You claim to be "open" but I'm here in australia and I can't even watch a god damn video. This better not be just as ausies or I'm going to fucking kick your ass. Why the hell would you do this? Why block out australia? Who the fuck are you to judge who can watch videos and who can't? I hate you fat american pigs.

Dear Matt, your site sucks. It doesnt even have old episodes...get a job. You take up too much air.

You're one of those freaking people who actually think up a good idea. Not just a good idea though, more like an idea thats stupid as fuck but it will get popular. An idea like million dollar homepage or selling pet rocks. You were at the right place right time my friend, you're nothing. Just a worthless piece of shit piggy backer.

You are an ass hole. And this site is completely illegal. Hulu is a great service that is simply going through beta and you are misusing your beta opportunity. People like you make me sick