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On the way home from work riding my bike ten miles I realized I had nothing to write about for tonight. This is not uncommon and often I sit in front of the keyboard for many minutes trying to come up with content.
For some reason this thought popped into my head seemingly from nowhere:
Just kidding. They’re gross.
At BlogHer with 5k women present, 4902 of them were moms. There’s a lot of oxytocin floating around in the ether. Wait, does oxytocin float in the air like pheromones? Just Google’d it. Nope.
I’d like to do something a little different today on the blog. Something I have never done before.
Focus on someone else other than me.
It’s time to acknowledge my girlfriend Jessica for a for a few reasons. First, and most recent is that she stayed behind in Chicago while I went to New York to hang out at BlogHer for the weekend. While this doesn’t unique I should mention a few items.
Tonight was the official Come As You Are Party hosted by both AimingLow and TheMouthyHousewives. I was all set to watch the closing keynote at BlogHer when Leila of Don’tSpeakWhinese told me to get my ass down to the party as they needed help setting up. I arrived and those bitches put me to work.
On the first night of BlogHer balloon artist Kelly Cheatle worked in her room for five hours before the People’s Party. Kelly was inspired by TheBloggess who has written extensively about the magic of the traveling red dress.
Just for a goof, she created The Traveling Red Balloon Dress. It quickly became the focus of the party, and scores of women put it on, wore it, and then passed it to somebody new.
I could not have been more excited to come to BlogHer 2012, the top women’s blogging conference in the country. There are five thousand female bloggers and seventeen men. I’m not totally sure on the actual men’s count, but it can’t be much higher. I’m here because many bloggers I love told me to come.
Before you get all offended that I’m suggesting that lobster is, in fact, God herself, take a deep breath and relax. (See what I did with the “she” thing back there? I know my audience!) You can continue to believe God is Jesus, Buddha, Muhammad, or the Great White Buffalo. I’m going to walk a different path. God is the lobster I ate last night in NYC.
For some reason unbeknownst to me the site went down tonight. Worse yet I was restoring a backup (which is done nightly in case something like this happens), and I accidentally restored a backup from mid-June.
No big deal except as soon as I did that restore, my system just happened to do it’s nightly backup.
If you don’t know what this is, then read the part I post which will explain.
Then read part II and part III.
Tonight are the recommendations from Facebookers. Since I’m not sure if they want their names out there, I’m simply using initials.
I'll never give this child another cigarette, pinky swears!
