Don't talk to me, my brain's dribbling

15 panels/workshops/core conversations and lots of networking parties later - and I've finally reached panel saturation. Really want to sit through the next panel but my brain is making me walk toward the Legoland playcorner - curiously filled with adults gently muttering, sometimes dribbling. There's lots of elaborately completed models, clearly not constructed by children under 25.
Re sxsw, there's so much to think about and I need some time to decide what I do think. It may take a few weeks so I guess this blog may make more sense post-Easter. I'm going to reflect, mull and generate some stuff as the basis for how I'll do things differently in the future - this is the one definite thing, that I will think and do thinks quite differently post-sxsw.
The only burning mysteries remaining at Austin are:
1. How do the automatic toilets know when to flush. This worries me a lot.
2. Will Lemmy of Motorhead fame perform tonight after his radio show interview? The Great Brit Bash is on tonight and may be responsible for a few final calls at Austin airport tomorrow. Not me obviously.