<![CDATA[Gawker: valleywag, nightlife]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: valleywag, nightlife]]> http://gawker.com/tag/valleywag/nightlife http://gawker.com/tag/valleywag/nightlife <![CDATA[Tonight Is the Nerd Reckoning]]> The image associated with this post is best viewed using a browser.Run for your lives, Silicon Valley's terrifying nightlife is upon us! Any minute now, Twitter plans to start the party by assigning an extra-large numeric ID to a tweet, thus breaking various Twitter programs. Then Facebook makes its move.

Twitter is forcing its previously-anticipated "Twitpocalypse" to occur before the weekend begins, so engineers will be on hand to deal with the fallout. When the microbloggins service finally assigns an ID of 2,147,483,647 to a tweet, some third-party Twitter applications may crash, as this is above the limit of what can be stored in a 32-bit data field (assuming the field allows for positive and negative, or "signed," integers).

The Twitpocalypse was originally planned for 5 p.m. ET/2 p.m. PT, but this has slipped. You can watch the situation unfold here or here, or listen for the cries of "32-bit signed integer overflow, woo-hoo!"

Once geeks get past the terror and excitement of the Twitpocalypse (Will Tweetie work? Who knows?!), the Facebook reckoning will soon be upon them, in which users get to try and claim vanity URLs like "facebook.com/yourname" starting at 12:01am ET/9 p.m. PT.

The lucky ones will end up with uninterrupted Twitter service and uber-cool Facebook handles, as they surf the Web, probably alone, late on a Friday night. Yay internet!

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<![CDATA[Rooftop Gotham Orgy Interbreeds Old and New Media]]> Didn't make the "Founders Club" mogulfest last night in New York? Just as well; the likes of Rupert Murdoch, Barry Diller and Nick Denton are best "enjoyed" from a safe distance, the next morning, via the Internet.

There were so many old-media bigwigs at the Internet Week event, it's surprising there were any admission badges left for Web startups. Bonnie Fuller, Jeff Zucker, Norm Pearlstine, Steven Brill and Jimmy Fallon joined Murdoch and Diller. Myspace's Jon Miller, AOL's Tim Armstrong and Flickr's Caterina Fake represented the new blood. There was enough space left over for a substantial contingent of New York Web entrepreneurs; the rope-line squeeze might have erupted into a media war had more of Silicon Valley turned up for Gotham's promotional festivities.

Old media or new, the event was amply digitized:


Mahalo founder Jason Calacanis took a break from squeezing other people's content for Google juice and reprised his mid-1990s role as the chronicler of Silicon Alley. This crowd shot was a particularly impressive achievement; under Mahalo's payment system, it's worth roughly half a sip of mineral water (more of Calacanis' shots are available here — and below).


Peter Kafka of All Things Digital played video paparazzo, recording Barry Diller as he introduced News Corp's Jon Miller and ex-Googler Tim Armstrong, now of AOL. Rupert Murdoch, sometime boss to both Miller and Diller, to say nothing of Kafka, made a cameo. News Corp., IAC and AOL: clearly, these are the media leaders of tomorrow!


Here's Murdoch, no doubt contemplating a strategy for seizing the microphone from Diller. Via Max Kalehoff's Flickr stream.


Murdoch and wife Wendi do their version of the "happy couple" post. Via Founders Club on Flickr.


Fallon with Dan Allen and event instigator Dina Kaplan of blip.tv. Via Founders Club on Flickr.


Wendi Murdoch hobnobs with some younger moguls: Jared Kushner of the New York Observer, left, and Miller of MySpace, right. Via Founders Club on Flickr.


Dark lords of blogging Nick Denton (Gawker), Jason Calacanis (Weblogs Inc., now sold off) and Henry Blodget (Business Insider) graciously donated their devious grins for a poster that will be used to scare small children next Halloween. Via Calacanis.


Younger blog moguls Rufus Griscom and Lockhart Steele still retain a significant portion of their original, human souls, and are thus capable of appearing in daylight without melting or experiencing a burning sensation like their blogfathers above. Via Calacanis.


Now where are the ridiculously hot waiters we've heard so much about? Anyone? Barry? Via Founders Club Flickr.


Flickr's Caterina Fake (left) found the other woman at the event. What we were saying about "media of the glorious, diverse future," again? Via Founders Club Flickr.


Kafka puts down the video camera and scans for his next target. Via @bgershon.


Erik Schonfeld of TechCrunch compares booze notes (probably) with upstart wine tastemaker Gary Vaynerchuk. Via Calacanis.


All the focus on wine apparently threw Schonfeld off his game.


For once, it was Laurel Touby busting Nick Denton, and not the other way round.


What's surprising isn't this tweet about a nitwit at a rich guy's party, but that there weren't more of them. The future is bright!

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<![CDATA[Time 100 Gala: Boozy Enemies Get Intimate at Twitter-ized Party]]> The press corps shrank at this year's Time 100: We heard the Observer, Mediabistro and Daily Beast weren't there; Folio was reportedly turned away. The media truncation was just one way the party was Twitter-ized.

Everyone, it seemed, was friending everyone; Glenn Beck was even snapping fan pics of Michelle Obama and chatting up liberal internet publisher Arianna Huffington (see selected Time 100 tweets below).

Some on stage, where the founders of Twitter were honored, limited their remarks to 140 characters.

And, like the hot microblogging startup, the event was one of the few remaining bubbles where the world's economic problems could be forgotten: The champagne and food reportedly flowed freely.

Not that everyone appreciated the insulation. Page Six's Paula Froelich was as disgruntled at having to attend the event as she was thrilled getting out of last night's Met Costume Ball. Ann Coulter had trouble finding a safe table, according to some whispers overheard by Glynnis MacNicol. And Time's James Poniewozik, stuck in the cheap seats at his own event, brought word that host Jimmy Fallon was scared by visions of a drunken full complement of View ladies.

(UPDATE: Froelich emails to set the record straight, "LOVED the Time 100 — was a heck of a lot of fun - was just annoyed about having to deal with subway in black tie and changing shoes/putting on makeup on the D train due to security for M.O. (I'm not dumb - i remember the inauguration fracas, you couldnt take a cab within 50 blocks of the Pbamas!).")

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Some Twitter selections:



Pictures were taken, on and off the red carpet:



Michelle Obama was, naturally, sleeveless, and Stella McCartney requested she stay that way, forever, for the good of fashion. (Getty Images)



M.I.A. was sporting purple lipstick and a denim-y jacket. Glynnis MacNicol caught a shot of the singer mingling.



Liv Tyler, Stella McCartney and Kate Hudson were mingling, A-list style. (Getty)



Oprah always mingles A-list-style, by definition. (MacNicol)



A.R. Rahman and Falu perform. (Celebrity photographer (in a way) Evan Williams)



MacNicol becomes meta-paparazzo.

UPDATE: Keith Kelly from the New York Post put together a cool chart of who sat where at host Time Inc's tables. Highlights:

Power table: Michelle Obama, Oprah Winfrey, and Time Inc. bigshots John Huey and Richard Stengel (Time editor).

Cool kids' table: Biz Stone of Twitter, hottie Obama speechwriter Jon Favreai, Saturday Night Live producer Lorne Michaels and model/designer Lauren Bush.

Geek table: Conservative pundit Ann Coulter, stats whiz Nate Silver, Ford CEO Alan Mullally and Time assistant managing editor Michael Duffy.

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<![CDATA[The PureVolume Ranch]]> Sure, South by Southwest is wall-to-wall parties — there are almost two dozen official parties tonight, not to mention the unofficial ones. But what to do when the parties end and the official open bars close? Head to the "PureVolume Ranch," a week-long party put together by the social music site PureVolume.com. The PureVolume parties have always been some of the best in town. This year they upped the ante with a giant, tented outdoor space, complete with dancing, open bar, and live music — all until close at 4 a.m.

If you want to drink and dance, the party's free. Just register at the website. But plastering your company's name on the wall at this hipfest is another matter. There are over a dozen sponsors, and social media upstart SocialThing reportedly paid $10,000 to attach its young brand to the "ranch" for the company's launch party last night.

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<![CDATA[Party Report: Girls in Tech @ Slide]]> Vlog Hot contestant Adriana Gascoigne — held court over a gaggle of Y chromosomes, for the first hour at least. Which I missed. (Thank you, traffic on Sand Hill Road.) Still, I managed to meet up with Natali Del Conte (yet another Vlog Hot contestant) and Kevin Burton of Tailrank. As is often the case, the formal party concept, hardly formal though it was, rapidly evolved/devolved into a night on the town, with all the attendant morning-after consequences. Despite escorting a visiting reporter from Der Spiegel, journalistic precepts were tossed to the wind, leaving us with little more of a party report than you're presently reading. Lane Hartwell did the usual stellar work on the photo gallery though, and you can enjoy a few samples after the jump.


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<![CDATA[Party Report: Revision3 at Slide]]> Revision3, the net TV net brought to you by the fine folks at Digg. Indie mag XLR8R has joined the outfit with XLR8R TV; mag founder Andrew Smith says the show covers "cutting-edge music and culture." (Also, the host of the show is named — no joke and completely coincidentally — Vivian Host.) Slide is a newish club partially owned by Friendster founder Jonathan Abrams (he was there, but left before I could be introduced). Slide's speakeasy theme perplexingly includes an actual slide patrons can use to enter the club; is this how it was done back in Prohibition? At least two people copped to using the slide last night. "It's a lot better in a speedo," said one. As are so many things. Full gallery of fotographic fun may be found here, courtesy of lenswoman Lane Hartwell. After the jump, our report and a sample of the visual entertainment.


Hooray for drink tickets! They gave me one at the door, but it was a cash bar after the first round. Boo. The crowd was very hipster Mission/SOMA It was cold outside, and everyone seemed inclined to keep their jacket on, as if they were both trying to keep warm and trying to decide if the party was cool enough to stick around.

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Free copies of XLR8R were handed out, which I forgot to take with me, because I'm a dumbass. Jay Adelson, CEO of Digg and Chairman and CEO of Revision3, grabbed a mic to introduce a teaser of the show, but there were constant audio problems. When the mic was working, the audio feed of the video was not. When the audio feed worked, the mic was giving a lot of feedback, etc. The bass was loud enough to feel, and not in a good way.

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Digg's Kevin Rose made the required appearance, of course, despite his currently dismal showing in our Vlog Hot poll. He did not seem all that broken up about it though, spending his time laying his mack down on all the ladies present.


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Garret Camp from StumbleUpon was nearby, along with Leah Culver from Wink (another Vlog Hottie contestant) and Tim Kelly from Virgin America. Kelly's very excited about the upcoming cross-country Virgin flight for Diggnation, as well he should be.

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Meet Justin and Louise, who introduced themselves with "We're friends with benefits." After seeing my reaction (stopping, blinking, contemplating the concept of TMI), Louise went on to explain that "Friends with Benefits" is the name of their event-planning company. Zing! Much later, after navigating around crowds of TechTV alums, I managed to corner nice guy David Prager (Revision3 COO and cofounder) for a few questions, but it was too dark to see what I was writing down. He obligingly held my illuminated cellphone over my notes to aid visibility. Thanks Dave!

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<![CDATA[Party Report: SF Beta at 111 Minna]]> SF Beta demo-drinkiefest. The same old crowd of gadflies mixed with a few new faces and marched right by the superfluous jazz trio in the front room, homing in on the back room with the demos and instantly-devoured hors d'ouvere platters. One surprise was the presence of an actual Pastafarian pirate, but he left before I had a chance to interrogate him. When SF Beta began in October, it was yet another startup-meets-investor snoregasm, with the detached hipsteresque twist of making the startups pitch their ideas in haiku. Thankfully, this practice has been discontinued, leaving the demos for those who want to play with them, while the rest of us remained more bar-focused. Enjoy the photo gallery crafted by the collar-throttling mastery of Lane Hartwell. Notes and select pics after the jump.


Observe the CORPORATE EVENTS HOSTESSES handing out nametags. Why the hell are there so many of these damn "networking" meet and greets? There seems to be critical mass of people who were not around during the first go-round and want to try this stuff again. Though since you see a lot of the same people at every party, they're just as likely here for the booze. They're so like us.

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So, I talked to Dan Hübner, Jeska Dzwigalski, and Ben Glenn of Linden Lab, none of whom are the gentleman above. Dan is the Director of Community Affairs or, as he puts it, the man in charge of Gray Matters ( i.e., ageplay, etc.). Jeska is a community manager, and Ben just got hired a month ago. I wanted to ask them about the rumors of Scientology in Second Life, but then Dan started talking about his real-life interactions with SL denizens, culminating in a story about having to go to a business meeting at a furry convention. He claims he did not wear a panda suit, nor did he attend any furry parties. Again, so he claims.

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The Second Lifers continued, telling me how much SL has grown, and the wacky surprises perpetrated by the community. In beta, one user created a spaceship which coasted around beaming up other people's avatars. This proved popular with the more passive types, who commenced to waiting placidly for someone to beam them up. That almost perfectly encapsulates a great deal of the Second Life experience, really.

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James Hong of Hot or Not fame was also present for the festivities, as was this guy, who took his shirt off for no reason. We asked Hongfor his opinion on our Vlog Hot poll, and he said it would be idiotic not to include Adriana Gascoigne, even though she doesn't have a regular videoblogging gig. Coincidentally, Gascoigne was standing right next to him at the time.

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Here's Leah Culver exhibiting toothy happiness. Given how many times I've been here, and how many times I'll likely be here again, I finally introduced myself to the bartender. Of course, I then forgot her name. Bethany? Was that you? Never mind, I'll see you soon.

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<![CDATA[CommunityNext Opening Night]]> MEGAN MCCARTHY — The CommunityNext conference opening night open bar at Blue Chalk Cafe was far more entertaining than most of the dry, posh networking events held in the Valley. Noah Kagan of Entrepreneur27 put together the conference to focus on "successful online communities and social networks" and, with conference topics including "How to monetize with ads and not piss off your audience" and "The Patent-Pending skinnyCorp Method for Creating Online Awesomeness and Other Cool Stuff", one would expect a fun-filled opening night. Photographer Lane Hartwell accompanied me to the event last Friday night in Palo Alto. Check our full gallery, and hit the jump for more details and a few select snaps.

So, who was there? Unfortunately, Fark's Drew Curtis, a speaker at the conference and the one guy I wanted to meet, wasn't flying in until the next day. So I missed my chance to have a beer with the king of the Farkers. Boo. I spied Techcrunch guru and Valleywag fan Mike Arrington, who politely asked Lane to refrain from taking his picture. He was much kinder to me, shelling out for tequila shots when we both ran out of drink tickets. (For the record: Patron, no salt, no lime.)

As the night went on, the venue opened up to the general public. Suddenly, there were girls! And dancing! And then, commotion. It's a barfight! Two of the infiltrating inebriates started shoving each other by the stairs, while a group of peaceful conference attendees surrounded them and gawked. Among the venue's biggest hits were the LEDs imprisoned in ice cubes, which even now may be making their way through the intestinal tracts of recently inebriated youngsters.

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<![CDATA[Sergey hangs at Xenii, club for the stars]]>
The "hyper-exclusive club" where Sergey Brin tried to get laid is Xenii (Slick site! Fancy guests!), according to a reader who was just there a few days ago.

Xenii is a private party run by Michael Sutton and Rob Perry, members only. There is nothing else in LA like this. Full membership is actually $4,500/mo, not the $1,500/mo quoted in your piece. There is a cheaper $650/mo membership but this comes with virtually no privileges.

And while $4500 a month to the Google boys is like $4.50 to you and me, it's nice to know they have one little extravagance — and exciting to know that while Larry may be settling down, Sergey's reportedly still on the prowl.

Earlier: Open blinds: Googler à gogo in LA club [Valleywag]

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