The weekend was full of accidental meetings and it all started in the first 30 seconds after I arrived at my hotel. There was a woman checking in next to me and I wondered to myself if she was a fellow blogHer. Of course, as the afternoon went on I became shameless and accosted every woman I met with the words “Are you a blogger?” but at this point I was still more circumspect.
She and I ended up in the elevator together — trapped by the insane card-reader that makes you learn ninja moves before you can push the button for your floor — and it turned out she was Laurie from Sk*rt. Oh, how we laughed.
The first morning we were there, they announced that we were going to do something called “Speed Dating.” I was skeptical that it was going to be something well intentioned but unfomortable like that “fall back into the arms of your partner” trust crap, but this turned out to be really fun. And I hate shit like that. A lot.
My first speed dater, now known as my BFF, was the hilarious Christine Kane. We had decided before the conference that we needed to meet, and by all the gods of blogher there we were. It was excellent, although later she was miffed when she found out I later speed-dated others behind her back. But I’m a slut like that and it’s best she found out early in our relationship.
Have I mentioned before that I really grew to appreciate bloggers who had photos on their blogs? That made it much easier to recognize some of the people as I was scanning the crowd. One person who helped me out in this way was Wendy Piersall. More about her later, but I saw her across the room in a session and ended up spending a lot of time with her at the conference. Suffice to say that she is just like she comes across on her blog: a fireball of energy focussed like a laser beam.
Through Wendy, I met the amazing Liz Strauss, and she and I attended several sessions together. Funny, dry, and a complete smart-ass. You can see why she and I got along.
Good grief. There are so many more people I met that, hey, I think I’ll just do another post about them. I have to stop now because I need to start looking around this airport and see where my plane is. Cross your fingers it’s not delayed!
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