codebits 2009
My first contact with Codebits was on its second edition, when most of the portuguese technology related folks I followed on Twitter were attending it and filling up my timeline with insights, private jokes and reports on the event. I remember watching a few interesting sessions online and missing a few I’d like to see because they were not being broadcasted live. That’s when I made the promise I would try and attend this year.
Given the hectic state of things at work lately, I made sure I had the days off when I signed in, mostly because I wanted to pay attention to things and attend as much sessions as possible. When the first session plans showed up, I already had a pretty tight schedule and almost no free slots, but I think this might have happened to too many people and these “popular” sessions would soon be moved to other stages and timeframes. Which is nice.
I came to Codebits with zero ideas about projects and the whole spirit of the thing. If last year the focus had been on RFID and location based apps, this year would surely be the social networking year, something which the Pond launch kinda confirmed (and later the project “score” would, too).
One of the things I liked most about the 2008 edition was the quiz, a series of small web based puzzles and riddles which would, properly evaluated and scored, rank a number of users giving them access to the “real” quiz show during the main event.
Coincidentally, when the first quiz came out, I was with a couple of friends on a bar musing about improbable things, drinking caipirinhas and toying around with Google Wave. In an adrenaline rush I hadn’t felt for a while, we cracked the thing in less than an hour and had quite a few laughs based on the subject. Whenever a new quiz was out, we’d join forces on Skype, Google Wave, email and IM solving the riddles. That’s how most of us got on stage. That’s how some of these folks ended up in the same large team to develop our “project”.
Of course, when things got hardcore (javascript golf? brainfuck?), we fled. We have a life too. Some of us. Sometimes.
