Hello from BlogHer! First of all, using wireless here is like trying to bathe a family of eight using one tub of bathwater. Somebody far down the chain ain't gonna get clean. I'd love to use my ethernet cable (that BB made me pack) but it's in the car out in B.F. Egypt. Useful!
I got here in time for the middle of the first session, this morning. Lunch featured keynote speakers I couldn't hear well, yet somehow I got the jist of their talk. Blogger telepathy?
Met Mindy, Grace, Jo, Debra (yay), Liz, plus new friends like Leslie from Davis. Links later.
For a conference with 99% women, there are immediately two problems. 1) There's only one women's room. There are seriously only about 15 - 20 guys here. Should we just take over the men's room and make them embarrassed? 2) The diet cola cans are already gone and it's 1:50 p.m. Hello? Trying to maintain the illusion of watching our weight here. You're not helping.
Right now I"m blogging when I should be listening and taking notes about the ten types of writing styles. Later.
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It's official. I am insanely jealous. Keep the "not enough bathrooms" stories coming, make me feel an ickle bit better ;-)
Posted by: Daisy | July 28, 2006 at 02:31 PM
I'm WATCHING you... bwa hah hahahaha!
Posted by: Jo | July 28, 2006 at 03:04 PM
In the blog traffic session, Jo watched me viewing her blog. I watched her watching me. Talk about surreal.
Posted by: pam | July 28, 2006 at 04:22 PM
i was gonna say, go find jo and badger and squid, anyway. looks like you did.
wanna liveblog for the virtual attendee chat session tomorrow?
Posted by: e | July 28, 2006 at 04:41 PM
I heard they got the WiFi working later ... I only got online once in the a.m.
Inexcusable for a hotel in the heart of the high tech world! Best WiFi ever: Convention zone, Orlando. Every inch of every hotel, restaurant and (I would guess) even the bathrooms in the convention center have speedy connections.
Posted by: Gina | July 28, 2006 at 09:22 PM
Ok, trolling photos of this on flickr... I'm now officially jealous. Um, you wouldn't mind asking the Liz where she got her "obey me" undies, would you? It's killing me not to know, but, um, I kinda can't just log onto her blog and say, SAW YOUR PANTIES on the Internet and where did you buy them. You know, if you can work it into conversation somehow.
Oh, and admit it, there are lots of cargo pants in the room, right? Uh huh.
Posted by: Wende | July 28, 2006 at 09:46 PM
so pam, did you ask her? i will if you don't, i'll post it on woolfcamp, i will :)
Posted by: e | July 30, 2006 at 01:12 PM
wende, i asked her but haven't heard yet. (pam's brain is fluff about now, she says.) but also, you can so just log onto her blog, etc. really, you can :>
Posted by: e | July 30, 2006 at 03:50 PM
Oh! e... YOU ROCK. Thank you.
Pam... rest your weary brain. :) You all look like you had fun--Woolfcamp looks more interesting IMHO. :D
Posted by: wende | July 30, 2006 at 11:18 PM
Oh good grief, is this where The Question was asked? My brain really *was* fluff.
Anyway, after you wrote me, e, I'm sitting in Liz's living room, right? And somebody reports that she is reading the Woolfcamp blog and "e wants to know where Liz got her underwear". Big laughs all around! I presume you've been given a link now ...
Posted by: pam | July 31, 2006 at 06:40 AM