I returned from BlogHer12 in New York City with a giant stack of business cards and a suitcase full of sex toys, which thankfully, did not spill out all over the baggage carousel in Chicago, where, according to a survey commissioned by the sex toy maker, the people are among the country's "most adventurous."
I'm not sure what that means, but it is a very long winter.
But what really had me buzzing was the amazing collection of people I met over the weekend, in between hanging out, okay, drinking, with some of my already-favorite people. If there is anything more entertaining than spilling $20 Margaritas with the Internet's
bossiest funniest blogger, I don't know what it could be. And anyway, it is still in the box.
I finally got to meet one of my longtime favorite bloggers who was nice enough to run toward me squealing like a fangirl every time we passed in a corridor, misleading other women into thinking I must be already famous. I was thisclose to being asked to sign someone's breast.
Speaking of already, I had a great time at the copyediting lab where I had the honor of passing along a few things I've learned. Among my key pieces of advice: Get rid of words like already.
"Hypocrite," however, is a perfectly fine word.
I was thrilled to have had their attention, particularly since the BlogHer people set me up for failure by putting me next to the funny and talented AV Flox who was not there to talk about punctuation.
Then again, she also didn't give out red pencils, so I'm pretty sure the thrills evened out.
Is there anything as sexy as a crisply edited sentence and a free red pencil?
Don't answer that. It's a rhetorical question.
P.S. Be sure to check out the sidebar for a list of people I collected at BlogHer12. If you're not there, it's probably due to:
a) Margarita-induced memory loss. Remind me again what we did?
b) I lost your business card among all the sex toys. Contact me.