Wherein I discover I am more of a fogey than I thought
Oh those crazy kids at the Blogtoberfest – they are all such pistols!
And Match is loud. Or we were loud. Or both. Regardless, I was in lots of photos (see how I was trying to pretend like I was cool) and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
All I know is that my voice is shot from yelling at my fellow bloggers while leaning close to read their name badges. I think if I was a dude, it’d be a good way to check out the ladies. There were lots of women, way to represent ladies.
I’ve also gone partially blind from the camera flashes (cameras are tiny!) and possibly a little deaf.
Anyway, it was nice to meet so many people and I found someone who’d actually a) read my blog and even better b) listened to my podcast. Amazing.
Some casual vision loss and light deafness are a small price to pay. More tomorrow – it’s a school night after all.
And Match is loud. Or we were loud. Or both. Regardless, I was in lots of photos (see how I was trying to pretend like I was cool) and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
All I know is that my voice is shot from yelling at my fellow bloggers while leaning close to read their name badges. I think if I was a dude, it’d be a good way to check out the ladies. There were lots of women, way to represent ladies.
I’ve also gone partially blind from the camera flashes (cameras are tiny!) and possibly a little deaf.
Anyway, it was nice to meet so many people and I found someone who’d actually a) read my blog and even better b) listened to my podcast. Amazing.
Some casual vision loss and light deafness are a small price to pay. More tomorrow – it’s a school night after all.
3 Comments:
I'm an old fogey, too. TOO LOUD! Way too loud. Next time, I vote a coffee shop of quiet local pizza joint.
Mmm.... coffee and pizza. That sounds delicious.
Even if it was a little loud, I want to thank you for coming! It was great meeting you!
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