I have been pestering my cyber friends to go to the Blogher ’08 conference in San Francisco this year. The list is growing rapidly, yet, ironically, none of us have jumped off our blogs long enough to register. Hummm, how unlike us…
Here are some signs you might be the perfect candidate to go:
-Your friend’s eyes start to glaze over and they start to dig aimlessly in their purse as soon as you start to talk about your blog.
-You are up late into the morning hours locked in a feverish comment extravaganza on one of your favorite blogs.
-Someone in your life does something amusing, annoying or both and you don’t react in person…you save it for the blog.
-When your husband calls you from work, he doesn’t even ask, he just says, “What’s it about today?” (Only the finest husbands do this.)
-No one tells you anything, writes you anything or will hand-over pictures they don’t want brutally exposed to the whole world (your blog–but in your mind “the whole world.”)
You are so ready to go to San Francisco and spend hour upon hour talking about blogging. Everyone you know really, really wants you to go…really, they’re begging you.
Vicki grobels says
the conference – hmmmmmmmmmm
guess we need to figure out what we are doing
Nat says
I want to be a cyber friend? Do you have to exchange b-day presents and listen to long stories about each others cats? I’m out if that’s the case…but if it is just surfacy stuff…i’m in.
Nat
Annie says
I want to go, i do, but it’s a bit pricey. I’m still considering.
Hey, look what I found on their site: http://www.blogher.com/haystackprofile/viewprofile/Suzbroughton
Chris says
I protest. Discrimination. Where’s bloghim?
Karen B says
I would love to go, but I don’t have a blog. Where’s the Blognothing conference.
Karen B
Barbie Sometimes says
I don’t have a blog either, but I went to the site and it looks like fun. No fair! I want to meet all of my favs.
Barbie Sometimes
EmilyPie says
I’m going, I’m going! and I’m registered… though currently with out place to stay. (Still banking on crashing at a friend’s place about a mile away… cross your fingers)