I’ve mentioned before that I really enjoy Jessica Gottlieb. Her blog posts are usually humorous or thought provoking…or both. But really, the thing that I like about her is, she tells it like it is. Which, I admire. And I think it’s an important quality to have when you’re blogging. Kind of reminds me of someone I know very well…:)
Anyway…she wrote a post about going to Blogher and wondering if she is going to be let down with her ideas of how the blogging community is, in real life. Which, once again, got me to thinking. Which…led to this. Me and my big mouth…
I don’t have any false hopes or ideas. I imagine Blogher is going to be much like my 20th high school reunion. And I went to the snottiest and wealthiest high school in the area. Some girls are going to be great and awesome and wonderful. Others are going to be standing in groups, staring at us with their lips curled in a snarl. EXACTLY like my reunion, which by the way, I had an really amazing time at. Because I’m so over and above the lip curling sneerers…
Screw ’em.
That’s the attitude I have. I know who I am. I know what I have to offer.
I’m going to Blogher, bubbling over with excitement of meeting my old friends from cre8buzz. The group I met when I first starting blogging, almost 2 years ago. And I’m so excited to meet my new friends from Twitter. Plus, I’m looking forward to the prospect of making new friends because…
That’s how I freaking roll.
When I was in high school, I was a free agent. I didn’t belong to a clique. I had friends everywhere. In every group. I was my own wacky variation on an theme. Weird clothes. Finding new and different music (aside from Duran Duran). I have ALWAYS been my own person. And maybe, when I was younger, I was a little insecure by it. I filtered. I would think and not say.
NOT ANYMORE. I embrace my quirks. I love hanging with my own drummer.
I don’t care.
I’m shy. I turn bright red when I first meet people. If I don’t like you, you’ll never know except, I probably won’t give you my really cute and adorable card. If I like you, you’ll totally know.
The little private parties. Don’t care. The big parties. I’m sure they’ll be fun. And crazy. But it wouldn’t be the worse thing in the world if I didn’t go to any of them. Don’t get me wrong. I am going to some. But I’m not going to be all about getting drunk and showing my boobs. I’m 40. My boobs aren’t worth showing. But if you want to get drunk and let your boobs hang out, go on, I won’t judge you.
I’m going to Blogher with no fantasies. I know EXACTLY what I’m going to be dealing with.
But…
That’s OK.
Because I’m taking my blog and my big unfiltered mouth, and my blushing face…
and we’re going to Blogher.
And the only worry and insecurity I have is…flying.
Then it’s a good thing I’m not going.
Because I’m a known manipulator. And I’d TOTALLY have you drunk and flashing your boobs. I’m just sayin…
Have oodles of fun!
I wouldn’t be flashing my boobs but I know I could get everyone to feel them…the feel so real for being so dang fake! LOL But they don’t look fake, go figure.
I hope you have tons of fun! I know I would treat it like the first day of school, where you meet up with old friends, maybe make some new ones, but just in sheer awe of the experience.
Soak it up my friend! I am still hunting for the Golden Goose for SITScation…though I think the goose has flown the coop. Have tons of fun at both! Muwah!
I am really kinda freakin’ jealous that you’re going. The more I hear, the more I want to go. Even though I’d probably end up sitting in a corner paralyzed by fear and shyness. Though maybe, if I went and you were there, I’d end up having tons of fun being dragged around by you. Cuz even though we haven’t met yet (four days!), I have a feeling that I really like you.
Of course, I’ve communicated more with you via Twitter than I have most people in a month. 😀
I really wish I was going to BlogHer. But at the same time, I’m kind of glad I don’t have to deal with worrying about whether I’ll be sitting in a corner by myself. Maybe by next year, I’ll be able to go and will feel confident enough that I’ll have at least a few friends from twitter that won’t let me sit in a corner at all!
Old skool Cre8buzz REPRESENTIN’!!!
Can’t wait to go and meet you.
I think it will be a great time and I plan on meeting lots of awesome people. Thanks for the invite, but I think I’ll keep my boobs holstered.
I hope you have a great time. I’m having a hard time believing you are shy, though.
I think it’s awesome that you are going! I’m fairly new at blogging so maybe in a couple of years, I will join you. Have a blast!
I’m sure I will have requests to show my boobs and crush cans with them… but I do it fully clothed… I hope I dont disappoint…
Glad to hear I won’t be the only shy one there! 🙂
I would like to meet you when I’m there!
I’m not shy, but I will not know many ppl there.
And I had a HORRIBLE time at my H.S. reunion because I forgot that I hated high school (I’d just had a terrific time at my college reunion because… um… college was okay. I forgot that fun had started abruptly freshman year! Ooops!).
Let’s hang! I’ll even tell you my real name.
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Supa
I love this attitude. It is the exact same one that I have. I’m sorta freaked out by the whole, I’m gonna go get drunk and flash my breasts contingent, but….I know not all the chicks there are gonna be like that. Thankful for that, and for you.