Micah January 16th

It Doesnt Take Much

My Brain on Drugs
Image by micahb37 via Flickr

I’ve met a lot of people in my life. A lot.

Many make a lasting impression on me.  Most make no impression on me.

When I meet someone for the second time, it takes my brain a second or two to acknowledge that the recognition is true, and to connect the face with a place. The name often takes a bit.

It doesnt take much.

As you can see from my brain tattoo, I have a near photographic memory.

(The tattoo is an actual MRI taken of my brain to determine if I had MS. What might be strangely disturbing is that I was so freaked out by the MRI and possibility of my body deteriorating, I did a lot–and by a lot I mean more than a human should consume–of drugs. Yes, that is my brain on drugs.)

Often, its the way a person smiles or carries themselves. Perhaps its the timber of their voice. Or its their walk, but for me to remember them, it doesnt take much.

Being a sociology major, I am convinced its because we have marked that person as safe, and our brains are reminding us of the fact that this person is not a threat physically.

In the past couple of months, I have begun to really take note of the social groupings within Boulder. It reminds me of when Janis Ian gives Cady Heron the map of the high school lunch room and explains each of the cliques: You got your freshmen, ROTC guys, preps, J.V. jocks, Asian nerds, Cool Asians, Varsity jocks Unfriendly black hotties, Girls who eat their feelings, Girls who don’t eat anything, Desperate wannabes, Burnouts, Sexually active band geeks, the greatest people you will ever meet, and the worst. Beware of plastics.

(Yes, it is the greatest movie of all time–excepting of course Bring It On.)

Boulder certainly doesnt have as many groupings, but what is interesting is how the “tech scene” itself separates from the rest of Boulder. I am often surprised when I go to the movies, or the mall (yes, because I am 15 years old, and I am scamming on chicks) and dont see any people I know.

Is that bad? Does that make Boulder “just like high school?” (and if it does, who are the plastics? I know I am a “unfriendly black hotty” so it cant be me).

It doesnt take much.

Cliques, or groupings, by nature are exclusionary. They are created to keep people out not to add people in.

We talk in Boulder about how its a place that works to help each other out, and for the most part, thats true. But not entirely true.

I had coffee with a friend today, who has a startup down in Denver.

He needs a CTO. He is at his wits end looking for a CTO who is willing to come into a (very) early stage startup for (primarily) equity.

“Where do I find a good CTO, Micah?”

I think about Todd Vernon, our CEO at Lijit being introduced to Stan James, our founder. Or Jud Valenski being introduced to Eric Marcouiller, who together founded Gnip.

It doesnt take much.

A simple introduction. A simple introduction would mean the world to my friend and the success of his business.

But how does that happen when you are not part of the “tech scene?”

Dont say, “well there is New Tech” or OpenCoffee or any of the other events that are thrown around here. It would be amazing to find a potential partner at an hour long gathering.

Thoughts Boulder? How does someone who is not in Boulder become “in” Boulder?

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