At this point in time I can do nothing but briefly spit out random details of my latest trip to the BlogHer blog conference in NYC.
A room full of bloggers + a live web address from President Obama = best beginning of a conference ever.
One busted laptop + impromptu trip to Apple store = all data lost.
Biggest blog conference in the country + lack of computer on which to blog = fucking irony.
A session on Blogging For the Love Of It + Alexandra Rosas = excellent discussion.
Cocktails + old college friends = not enough time.
Sponsored lunch + stories of violence against women = unexpected anxiety attack in hotel room.
Lisa Stone as interviewer + Katie Couric = brilliance.
Breast pump + several times a day = raw nips.
Alcohol + glow sticks and unicorns = pretty good time.
Alcohol + no husband around for days = brief moment of weakness:
Poking Jenny On The Spot + saying, “I love you.” + running away = awkward.
Me + parties with hundreds of people = wall merging.
NYC sidewalks + 95 degrees = steamy pee smell.
Taxi cab + illiteracy + first day “driving” = cab ride of death.
Twenty minutes + a borrowed lap top = this post.