Things I learned at BlogHer, part 1
Hi, yes, I’m that girl. The one who ordered 250 business cards and then 5 days before she was due to hand them out thought, do you know what would be super? Changing my blog address. And it is. So, hopefully you’ve been redirected, feel free to chuck the old site and, you know, bookmark and stalk me here. I know you want to. Everyone does. I’m kind of a big deal.
Anyways, I’m not exactly sure how to go about writing about BlogHer and it’s probably stupid to try since it’s not even completely over, but I thought that since this is going to be a 30 billion blog entry journey, I should get to it.
Things I learned at BlogHer:
1. If you’re driving to LAX from not near LAX, leave really early. And if you see a U-haul in front of you that is smoking profusely, don’t give it a wide birth if you can go around it. Because you just might give it enough distance that when it bursts into flames on the 10 freeway, the fire department is going to shut down the 10 freeway 10 feet in front of you.
2. Take pictures if a U-haul catches on fire in front of you. Or everyone will think you’re lying.
3. Even if you’re running a little late, if you have more than an hour before your flight, no matter how stressed you are, don’t park in the short term parking. I’m about 99 percent sure I’m going to have to pledge my first born child to LAX tomorrow. Which is unfortunate, because I was so hoping that the first one would be mine. The second and third? Eh.
4. Never ever assume that the person sitting next to you on a plane, or limo, or even in line in the bathroom, has the same size blog as you. Because 10 minutes later, when they’re name registers in your brain, you’re going to feel stupid for having a conversation about how you don’t know anyone and isn’t that awkward? With someone who practically owns the internet.
5. If someone asks you to watch their bags at the airport (um, and you know them and they’re not a terrorist), you should actually watch the limo driver put the bag in the car. Otherwise, you might feel like the world’s biggest douche when someone calls the person whose bags you were watching to let them know that the bag was left at the airport because the limo was full and apparently it didn’t seem important to the limo driver to try and rectify that space issue. Or you know, let us know ahead of time.
6. 20 adults were not meant to fit into 1 stretch limo. And having a pole up your ass is not nearly as funny as it sounds as a figure of speech.
(More tomorrow. Now, I need to shower. Because I also learned that smelling like crap is not a good way to make friends.)
6 Responses to “Things I learned at BlogHer, part 1”
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Welcome! I'm Katie, a 28 year old, full-time graduate student who just happened to have brain surgery in November of 2007 to give my ginormous brain a little more space. This blog chronicles my daily life, from relentless headaches to being a doctor's wife. Sit down, get comfortable and stay for a while.
So everything in life really IS a learning experience, huh?
Who knew.
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I been meaning to write for ages. I’m still here, still keeping up with your crazy life and love the new layout!
Hope blogher was totals kickass
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It was so fab to meet you at BlogHer. Your blog made me laugh. I hope you found your jean jacket and I’m sorry I didn’t see you Sat at all to say good-bye!
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Weird. You didn’t mention the kick-ass place you were staying at.
(I’m totally kidding. That was my passive aggressive way of telling you I’m so sad I wasn’t there.)
BlogHer ’10, NYC Roomies. I’m having t-shirts made.
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You’re afraid to write, aren’t you? Thank you so much to your mother, sister and uncle. NOT!
Are they going to tell your MIL?
(That will give a whole new meaning to “kill me know.”)
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It was great to sit next to you on the plane and to get to know you a bit. That flight was seemed like 30 minutes, not four hours. I wish I could fly party plane all the time.
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