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The Naked Truth Goes Straight to Video…

The Naked Truth video is up, on Mixpo instead of YouTube, so we could stream the entire 56:53. This is your chance to hear five great journalists and bloggers talking about how entrepreneurs talk to them. Greg Gottesman from Madrona moderated. In case you don’t have an hour to watch the whole thing, we’ve summarized

We Had Such A Nice Time…

The Naked Truth party wasn’t the three-ring circus I had hoped it would be. No one arrived by camel. The police didn’t shut the party down. There were big bouncers working security, but no velvet rope. And yet everybody — hundreds of people — seemed to have a blast. Our goal in hosting the event

Redfin Closes $12-Million Round Led by Draper Fisher Jurvetson

Redfin today announced its expansion to the Washington, D.C. area and a $12-million series-C financing led by Draper Fisher Jurvetson, the folks behind Skype, Overture and Hotmail. The whole process of raising money from DFJ seemed to encapsulate the essential Redfin traits (persistence, serendipity, adventure, speed): Redfin wooed DFJ somewhat unsuccessfully over the course of

The Naked Truth: Bigger Than We Thought

Between Friday afternoon and Monday morning 320 people signed up for The Naked Truth, an event we’re putting together with Madrona to connect entrepreneurs with journalists. We were going to limit the pre-party panel session to 200 people so we could keep it indoors but now we paid for a tent and a little stage

The Naked Truth: The Diddy Spirit Returns

A year ago, the Diddy spirit pervaded Seattle, resulting in a NerdPartySupernova led by an Ephod-clad Michael Arrington as the Grand Poobah. Beer-hauling trucks conked out, young men fell fatally in love, entrepreneurs with Hare-Krishna looks in their eyes rampaged through the ranks of venture capitalists. This year, we’re doing something bigger. First of all,

“Now, I’m Going to Kill You.”

Redfin is one of Time Magazine’s “50 Best Websites of 2007.” We woke up yesterday morning feeling historic, as if we had suddenly become a statesman, a perky Olympic athlete, a consumer craze, a major health trend. We looked for a Time Magazine logo to embed in the page and found this delightful graphic instead:

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