and (not just) a good time was had by all....
I am still recuperating from my horrific flights both to and from Blogher, but it's really important that I put together this post.
First, quick, but very big, thanks to Elisa Camahort, Lisa Stone, and Jory Des Jardins for all the work they did putting Blogher together. There were about 300 of us in attendance, and as I looked around the room, I remembered the first few posts on the Blogher site that kind of indicated Elisa and Lisa really didn't know what kind of a turn-out they'd get.
Big, big surprise.
This was the most wonderful gathering of women I've ever been part of (that's saying alot, considering I went to an all-women college). Halley Suitt's post about it pretty much sums up what was going on: we were free of the posturing, or the penis-metrics, the one-upsmanship, and, free of the nonsense, could ask the questions we dare not ask in any other public forum for fear of denigration.
We were all different ages, different sexual orientations, different races. We shared information and didn't try to beat each other up with it. Nobody thought they were "better than"....and most importantly, we learned from one another, about everything...
Although I did have a bit of fun busting Halley Suitt a bit on not linking to me after I emailed her a couple of times :-) You know, I only bust on someone if I think I want to get to know them...it's the little boy in me. We got the chance to talk for a bit, and there was some common ground. I wasn't surprised. I just had to hear it firsthand.
Along with Halley, I met some of the most wonderful women, including Little Judy, Heather Schlegel, Roni Bennett, Jill Fallon (BOL, her blog, is in the blogroll), badger..and so many others that I can't list them all.
Oh, and JD Lasica took a really great pic of me.
If you are interested in reading all the nuts and bolts of the conference, go to the Blogher site and check it all out.
Oh, I've also got a case of diarreha of the keyboard on BuzzMachine..not that Jeff Jarvis really gives a hoot about what someone in the Technorati tail has to say about him and his "aw shucks" attitude. Bottom line: A-listers saying the A-list doesn't count is like Brad Pitt saying he hates to be a movie star.
Overall, though, I'm a still fried. My head is spinning not only from all the really fabulous women bloggers I met, but alo because of the important travel lesson I learned: if I have to fly for more than 6 hours, I will either fly the red eye, when there are fewer people around to crowd me, or upgrade to either economy plus (yeah, plus legroom) or first class. Nothing like sitting with your traytable in your lap, someone else's headrest on your chest, and a videoscreen you cannot turn away from staring you right in the face. I thought I was being force to take part in some bizaare brainwashing experiment, not that I was trying to get home, in peace, with no motion sickness.
Hey, live and learn....and I did both at Blogher.
First, quick, but very big, thanks to Elisa Camahort, Lisa Stone, and Jory Des Jardins for all the work they did putting Blogher together. There were about 300 of us in attendance, and as I looked around the room, I remembered the first few posts on the Blogher site that kind of indicated Elisa and Lisa really didn't know what kind of a turn-out they'd get.
Big, big surprise.
This was the most wonderful gathering of women I've ever been part of (that's saying alot, considering I went to an all-women college). Halley Suitt's post about it pretty much sums up what was going on: we were free of the posturing, or the penis-metrics, the one-upsmanship, and, free of the nonsense, could ask the questions we dare not ask in any other public forum for fear of denigration.
We were all different ages, different sexual orientations, different races. We shared information and didn't try to beat each other up with it. Nobody thought they were "better than"....and most importantly, we learned from one another, about everything...
Although I did have a bit of fun busting Halley Suitt a bit on not linking to me after I emailed her a couple of times :-) You know, I only bust on someone if I think I want to get to know them...it's the little boy in me. We got the chance to talk for a bit, and there was some common ground. I wasn't surprised. I just had to hear it firsthand.
Along with Halley, I met some of the most wonderful women, including Little Judy, Heather Schlegel, Roni Bennett, Jill Fallon (BOL, her blog, is in the blogroll), badger..and so many others that I can't list them all.
Oh, and JD Lasica took a really great pic of me.
If you are interested in reading all the nuts and bolts of the conference, go to the Blogher site and check it all out.
Oh, I've also got a case of diarreha of the keyboard on BuzzMachine..not that Jeff Jarvis really gives a hoot about what someone in the Technorati tail has to say about him and his "aw shucks" attitude. Bottom line: A-listers saying the A-list doesn't count is like Brad Pitt saying he hates to be a movie star.
Overall, though, I'm a still fried. My head is spinning not only from all the really fabulous women bloggers I met, but alo because of the important travel lesson I learned: if I have to fly for more than 6 hours, I will either fly the red eye, when there are fewer people around to crowd me, or upgrade to either economy plus (yeah, plus legroom) or first class. Nothing like sitting with your traytable in your lap, someone else's headrest on your chest, and a videoscreen you cannot turn away from staring you right in the face. I thought I was being force to take part in some bizaare brainwashing experiment, not that I was trying to get home, in peace, with no motion sickness.
Hey, live and learn....and I did both at Blogher.
tags: Bloghercon, Blogging, Blog,Blogs, Weblogs
posted by Tish Grier at 4:33 PM
3 Comments:
When women gather they do something called penis-metrics?
All my life my work environment was practically all-female - the public elementary schools. They sure must have put a sock in it when I stepped into that teacher's room...
Maybe it's more about the metric system. I wonder if female gatherings in other Western countries, that have gotten rid of the metric system, still do the penis-metrics.
Sounds like you had a great time.
They really suggest you should ask people to link to you? I've never once asked anyone to link to me. I don't even send people an email letting them know I've linked to them.
I've always figured if people like me they'll link to me and if they don't they won't.
Ha. Funny your saying at the conference, "But you ignored me when I wrote you." I'd never have done that.
I obviously don't have a clue about anything.
Paul...lol (a bit)...yes, in some instances women also get into "penis metrics"--that kind of male-style posturing and competition. We sometimes do it a bit differently with a bit more emotion and passive-aggressiveness, but it happens. :-)
idyll...there was alot of talk about "link whoring". I don't mind when people ask me for a link, and I will sometimes ask others for links. my other mini-blog isn't linked all that much at all, except in posts on other blogs. I often wonder about the necessity and importance of linking, if it's just a popularity contest or if it's more than that.
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