I’m a blog conference junkie.
This year I’m attending New Media Expo (NMX), BlogHer, Type A Parent (mind you, I’m not a parent), and the AimingLow Non-Con. I’m also currently on the waiting list for the Erma Bombeck Humor Writer’s Conference. If I could take more time off work I probably would attend Social Media Marketing World. Okay, enough of this nerdy list. You don’t care.
Currently sitting in an airport getting ready to board a flight to Las Vegas. I don’t even like Las Vegas. Well, not really. It’s a little too crazy for me and I’m kind of vanilla. I don’t frequent strip clubs, I’m booze-free, and I haven’t the stomach for true gambling. I’ll play a few hands of blackjack, but will stop after losing $100. And I’ll be super-pissed about even that.
I wasn’t originally going to attend NMX this year. It would have been be my third year in a row and I thought a break was in order. Then, a month ago they did some brilliant marketing.
I received an email telling me that my podcast had been nominated for an award. They host a podcast awards ceremony and some big podcasters show up. I haven’t looked into it, but I suspect I’m nominated in the humor category. I’m not sure how the nominations work, so if one of you did it, thanks. I won’t win, but hey, bragging rights. My dog and cat will be so impressed!
As soon as I read through the nomination my ego inflated and I decided right then and there that I was going to the conference. Oh, back to their brilliance. What pushed me over the edge was that they provided a coupon for half-off admission because of the nomination. I have a lot of frequent flyer miles and the suites at the Rio are only like $40 a night. All in all, it’s not an expensive trip.
Well, I do splurge at least once per Vegas trip and do one of those $60 buffets. Sure, the food’s always disappointing, but I feel like a big shot. Last year I did the Cosmopolitan’s buffet – I felt wealthy and cool! (I’m neither)
I’m flying in a day early so I can have some fun. I don’t have anything planned, but obviously there’s plenty to do. I’d like to take in a show if I can find something interesting.
Here’s an ego-deflater. I sent out a tweet a few weeks back asking followers if they wanted to do a reader meet-up. I’ve done this before in a other cities and it’s been a good time. I figured since I have around 100k followers I’d get a decent-sized number of interested peeps.
I received exactly three responses.
Now, I’m thrilled that anyone wants to hang out with me. Three people is better than none! However, I know from organizing events like this that most people won’t end up coming. I’m looking at a realistic number of one person coming to have a drink with me. And, while that would make for a great blog post, I feel like that interaction is too personal and intimate. It’s just weird.
So, for all intents and purposes I’ll be alone during my free time in Las Vegas. I’m not saddened by this reality. I’ve learned one thing when traveling by myself – with social media you’re never really alone.
If I want responses from strangers I’ll tweet out a joke. If I’d prefer my friends to remind me that I’m loved, posting a Facebook status will generate a few likes.
So, I’ll probably be a bit needier (not sure if that’s a word) than normal over the next few days. I’ll lean on you and appreciate each reply.
Thanks in advance for your validation.
Now, I’m off to craft a joke about how I believe that foreigner pee smells worse that American pee in airport bathrooms. It really does.
Jess says:
This is perfect timing! While you’re in Vegas I need you do some networking and find me a pig rescue. Seriously, somebody is giving away a pig on CL and the poor thing needs to be rescued so she doesn’t end up in another idiot’s hands. Ok. Cool. Thanks and tweet me if you ever come to Charlotte. I’ll totally show up. Most likely.
Have fun in Vegas!
D.J. Paris says:
Fine – I’ll go get the damned pig. You better give me some bacon after the slaughter.
Jess says:
No, no, DJ. We don’t eat the pig, we save the pig! Vegas seems to be the one place in North America that I don’t have livestock rescue contacts. I’d go there myself but, eiw, Vegas.
D.J. Paris says:
So when do you mercilessly slaughter the pig after saving it? I’m not understanding.
Jess says:
Siiiiigh. Boys. Always killing things.
Magical Mystical Mimi says:
First, congratulations on your nomination! That’s very cool, and stay positive, somebody’s gotta’ win, it might as well be you, right? At least that’s what I tell myself when I spend a bazillion dollars on lotto tickets.. 😉 And disgusting that foreign pee smells worse than ours but it’s been my experience that foreigners smell bad in general, at least at the gas stations and definitely at the 7-Elevens..
Enjoy your trip! Fingers, toes and eyes all crossed that you win! 😀
Stopping by from UBC, Facebook.
Happy New Year!
D.J. Paris says:
Happy New Year. Thanks for stopping by and reading!
Foreigners do smell bad. Yes, it’s racist. But also true. Wear some Chanel or something for chrissakes!
Wendy G Young says:
Have good time being alone! LOL Actually, you are never really alone in Vegas…people are eveywhere! And best of luck with your nomination! Wendy
D.J. Paris says:
I didn’t win! I suspect it’s because you didn’t pray to God enough for me, Wendy. IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!
Wendy G Young says:
Ugh! Please excuse the grammar mistakes! It is late and I am tired!!\
D.J. Paris says:
Sorry – inexcusable!
Jan says:
As a local and a lover of food, I command you to go to the Bacchanal Buffett at Caesar’s. That is all.
D.J. Paris says:
Thanks for the offer of hanging out, Jan! Lame!
I did the seafood buffet at the Rio (supposed to be the best). OD’d on lobster. Awesome.
shae says:
I second the Caesar’s recommendation!
D.J. Paris says:
Ha – thanks! Will go. I did a seafood buffet last night. Lobster ‘aplenty!
AlwaysARedhead says:
I’d have a drink with you, my husband won’t mind (he trusts me) but alas, I am in Canada, but if you are ever up this way, just send a tweet out.
D.J. Paris says:
I’ll head to Canada! Just let me stay in your bathtub.
AlwaysARedhead says:
We have two bathrooms, one has been in renovation mode for over a year (I held out for subway tiles, over a 1000 of them) so the bathtub has a ladder in it, a bucket of grout, and numerous other tools. Thus that leaves us with just the bathtub upstairs and if you were in it, we would not be able to shower.