Please Hold...and Shoe Porn

Business Time

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It’s that special time of year when I pack my bag, my laptop, my stack of business cards, and my sexy comfortable cute shoes, and head off to BlogHer’s annual conference.

Last year’s conference was in my own back yard, San Francisco. This year, I get to ride on an airplane all the way to Chicago. The last time I was in Chicago, it was the coldest winter they’d had in decades. I was there on business, just flying in to rent a car and drive to Joliet, where I spent a week in a motel that offered a delicious room service menu offering of chicken fried steak. Mmm, mmm, good. The driver’s side door of my rental car kept freezing shut. So, I had to climb in through the passenger side to kick it open. Fun times.

This time, I’m going to have more fun. Way more fun. Boat loads more fun. So much fun, I’m going to take pictures of the fun and post them right here for y’all to see. I’ve already started taking pictures of some of the fun. See, it’s my personal project to take pictures of all the sexy, cute, comfy, and downright adorable shoes that make there way to BlogHer. Then, I collect them all into a Flickr Group called BlogHer Shoe Porn. Here’s what’s been uploaded into this year’s group, so far:

If you’re going to BlogHer ‘09, you can upload your shoes to the photo pool by clicking here.

One thing I won’t be doing much of while I’m at BlogHer ‘09, ironically, is blogging. No time. I will be microblogging—Twitter and Tumblr, mostly, maybe a little Facebook. Otherwise, I’ll “see” you when I get back. No wild parties while I’m gone! That’s my job.

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I'll Tumble For You

In an effort to keep my ADD as far out of check as possible, I've added another blogging platform to my set. I use Typepad for Califmom, CalifmomHomeschools, and CalifmomReviews. I use Twitter for my inane ramblings, potty-mouth rants, and sit-down comedy. But, lo. I had nothing for that in-between space. Nothing for my over-140-characters-yet-not-quite-a-full-blown-blog-post ramblings. Oh, where was I to turn?


That's where.

Tumblr fills that space between microblogging and blogging. Most of the themes don't include a comment function, the interface supports quick uploads of every media format imaginable (photos, links, video, chats, text, quotes...), and it's a sleek, uncluttered space. Unlike my mind.

For those of you who'd like to find out what it's like to live inside my online-brain, I give you my new space on Tumblr, Pocket Contents, where I dump the snippets and lint that collect as I surf through my days. It's not cohesive, it doesn't flow, and it will probably change in appearace at least a twenty more times before I settle on a theme I like.

Enter at your own risk.

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BlogHer: What it's all about

I had a call from a friend today--a BlogHer friend. We met at last year’s BlogHer Conference (feels weird to call it a conference) in San Francisco.

Within the span of a weekend, I considered her to be a dear friend. She is part of my BlogHer posse, and I am part of hers. It’s not a clique so much as it is a group of amazing women who became close friends within hours of meeting IRL (in real life).

That’s what BlogHer is really about.

I decided to attend last year’s BlogHer rather late in the game, and decided to arrive a night early just hours before adding another night to my hotel reservation and shlepping my butt to the BART station.

I knew no one.

No. One.

Prior to BlogHer, I read quite a few bloggers, but my own readership was low. So, I knew I wouldn’t be having any “Oh, I read your blog!" moments.

I am shy.

I know, hard to believe. My friends are spitting shit on their keyboards right now. My shyness quickly departs once I feel I know you. Then, I transform into a table-dancing freak. Even without booze.

But that first night, as I wandered in and out of the welcome parties, awkwardly making my way through the tables of schwag, I started to meet a few people.

I met BlogHer women in the elevator who had a penchant for pushing all the buttons. Great comic relief when in an awkward social setting. I highly recommend it.


I met women in the bathroom who had some stage fright of their own going down.

The Bloggess Holding Court in the Pisser

And, I met the beginnings of my posse.

Geekmommy Sniffs the Sprout Bouquet

On the floor.

Outside the bathroom.

We added to our tribe during our late-night/early-morning lobby fests.

We never really stopped adding. BlogHer is cool like that. There are no boundaries to finding friends, unless you make them yourself.

What BlogHer isn’t?

  • a place to force your ideas on others
  • a place to market without creating relationships
  • a place to show up thinking you are better than anyone else
  • like any other conference

What BlogHer is?

  • a place to be yourself
  • a place where you are not alone in your shyness
  • a place to meet and make lifelong friends
  • a place to learn
  • a place to share
  • a conference like no other—a vacation!

Needless to say, I’m going back to BlogHer this year. It’s my beacon of light right now. The thing that keeps me from jumping off the bridge. I need that. A lot of us need that.

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