I had lunch today with Scoble. It was the first time in a very long time that the two of us could just sit down without some business at hand or without the need to discuss some upcoming gig.
For more than a year our lives have been closely intertwined. Co-authoring this book was in some ways very like a marriage. It took a while to find our rhythm. Each of us nearly walked out the door at one point or another. We learned the silliest little things about each other and a few personal things that not even Scoble would post. But, in time, we learned how to work and write and speak together in ways that became a joy for us and people have seemed to appreciate.
It's been a great relationship, but times are rapidly changing. We are both getting enmeshed in new "Post-Naked" projects. He's figuring out just what a vice president of video blogging is supposed to do, and I'm trying to figure out just what the hell a global neighborhood is and why anyone should care about it.
Our relationship just might drift like a boat whose rope has slipped the dock. We don't really know.
Yet, for two hours, we just talked and talked about all sorts of stuff. We had a really great time. And we know that we will both have been changed for the better from the experience we've shared.
