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October 23, 2008

Performing Without a Net at Blissdom '08

My spam folder is full of emails with the phrase "sexually active blog."

They aren't spam.  They are women quoting me from BlissDom 08.blissdom-meg-alli

So, yes, it was fabulous.  Fabulously eccentric, rich, and entertaining.

(ahem, this would be a good time to state again that Blissfully Domestic is not affiliated with Velveteen Mind, as they aren't the "sexually active blog" kind of foul-mouthed girls I embrace over here...  wink wink)

My second blog conference, Blissdom was hosted by Blissfully Domestic and sponsored by Epson and One2One Network.  I can not encourage you enough to attend the next conference you can wrangle.  Too much fun, too much information (oy! the brain!), and too much opportunity to pass up. 

Too much encouragement to let slip by unembraced.

blissdom-twitterAfter BlogHer San Francisco, my single complaint was that most of the information offered in the sessions was content I could have Googled.  I was looking for more personal experiences to be shared, less how-to information. 

Why waste the little face-to-face time we have with each other by detailing instructions and explanations we could just as easily look up on our own time? 

Yes, having someone explain it in person is far superior to Googling a complicated list of instructions, but with limited time, I'd rather get my hands on the intangible that my computer monitor can't seem to convey.

That, I found in the hallways in between BlogHer sessions.  That, I found in the whispered asides and furtively scribbled notes between neighbors.  BlogHer was what I made of it.  I made of it the intangible.

That was BlissDom.

Sitting in front of me is an insanely awesome printer from Epson, the sponsor of BlissDom 08 in Nashville.  Rather than run down all of the intuitive functions and utilitarian features of the Epson Artisan 800, though, blissdom-epson-printswouldn't you rather hear why  it is important to me to hold physical prints of photos in my hands vs. seeing them in their digital form only?  Isn't it more engaging and illuminating to know about my deep-seated need to have high-quality photographs surround me, which I can now print from home thanks to Epson? 

You can Google the features.  You can look up the functions.

But Google can't tell you why I needed a printer.  Yahoo can't convey the simultaneous freedom and control an all-in-one at my fingertips offers me, blissdom-jenny-mommin-audienceas a work-at-home mom with a self-sabotage bent, fueled by procrastination.  How I need all the tricks I can get my hands on in order to make it through the day. 

That was BlissDom.  It was the why, more than the how.

But there was more than human stories being shared.  It wasn't all touchy-feely.   More experienced bloggers approached me after panels and marveled at the "proprietary secrets" being shared.  So often I heard, "the new bloggers here have no idea the value of what they are hearing.  No one shares this stuff.  It's astounding, the openness."

And it was astounding.  You just had to scratch the surface, let the first drop of earth-bound honesty fall, and a river of transparency flowed.  No one was ashamed.  No one was overly proud.  It was what it was.

And then there was me.  Babbling and man-handling the mic.  Possibly cursing and comparing our blogs to geeky virgins that might consider at least trying to look like we are gettin' some.  When, in fact, we've never kissed a girl/ received a comment.

blissdom-panel-1Not one of you has a photo of me double-fisting it?  For shame.  ;)

So back to that email inbox.  The emails that made it past the spam filter are mostly requests for further explanations or repetition of some of the points I hit along my mic-hogging.  First of all, if you missed BlissDom, you shouldn't have.  Second, you'll have another chance in February, so get on the ball.  Third, yes, I'll repeat and expand on some of what I tricked you into thinking was valuable or interesting.  As well as most definitely touch on some impressive women I met.  Soon.  So be sure you are subscribed so you don't miss my haphazard updates.

And, yes, I know I don't post frequently enough.  I'll, um, post about that soon, too.

I walked away from BlissDom knowing that I'm doing the right thing for blissdom-megan-backme.  I learned lots of tricks and tips, most of which I will probably continue to ignore and which I encourage you to ignore, as well.  Why? 

Because it is infinitely valuable to know how to be "successful" and to willfully define your success by other means.

Blog conferences shouldn't be about scaring the pants off of you with everything you aren't doing right or aren't doing at all.  They shouldn't discourage you by suggesting that you'll never catch up and never compete.

Call it "willful suspension of disbelief." 

I know how movies are made; I know Superman can't fly.  But it's so much fun to throw yourself into it and ignore the wires, once they are in place,  just because you can.

I know the wires are there.  Sometimes I can feel them more than I'd like.  I've checked and double-checked them for reliability.  They are functioning just as they should. 

And now...  I'm going to turn my face to the wind and fly.   

Join me?

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Be sure to click on the images to check out the flickr streams of BlissDom attendees that had the sense to take their cameras out of their bags.  Ahem.  Special thanks to Secret Agent Mama and Mommin' It Up.  People, click on their links or they'll never let me steal photos again.

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July 20, 2008

Welcome to the Hotel California

Sunday in San Francisco and I am sitting at an airport bar, drinking a peach martini, and staring down the clock with the knowledge that I have eight more hours to go before my flight.  Eight more hours, on top of the six that I have already been sitting here.

Welcome to the Hotel California.  You can check out any time you like but you can never leave.Hotel-California-1950

My San Francisco airport experience so far has included lost luggage, flight delays, flight cancellations, rebookings, rebookings on nonexistant flights, feeble admissions that those nonexistant flights apparently existed after all but are now booked, and resignations to the fact that I had best make friends with the staff of the Mission Bar & Grill or I'll lose the only table with a working electrical outlet that I can find.

"Such a lovely place....  Such a lovely face."

That should buy me another ten minutes or so.

This has been a lovely weekend, The People's Party was a raging success, more so than we had anticipated (ahem...  there were free drink tickets and swag bags, but they flat out ran out), the sessions were so-so, but the people were beyond fabulous.  If I ever doubted once that there was such thing as community among bloggers, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt now that it is not a mirage.

I decided not to blog or twitter during BlogHer and that once home, I would write one single solitary post about it and then let it be.  But I find myself now in this strange limbo between BlogHer and home and feel justified to fudge a bit on that resolve.

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

I will absolutely go to BlogHer next year, assuming that I am still blogging.  You never know.  Life.

It is worth it.  Perhaps not so much for the sessions, but for what you learn outside of the sessions.  So many times I would be heading to some conference room to learn how to become a wicked smaht blogger and get distracted by someone that I had been longing to meet. 

It was in the hallways that I learned about blogging.

Did I have fun?  Yes.  Were there awkward moments?  Don't even ask me to elaborate, but yes.  Gah.  I don't know when to shut up.  Was it full of cliques?  I saw one or two, but I was so distracted by the different faces that surrounded me every day, that it was hard to believe that this was an issue.

I ate every meal with a completely different group of people.  I watched every session from my place at a table full of completely different people from the last session table.  I watched every keynote with different ears to whisper into by my side.

The downside to this diversity is that I rarely spoke with the same person more than twice and more than 20 minutes.  From that perspective, I can see that some people could leave BlogHer feeling slighted by this woman or that, but you are looking at the wrong aspect of the experience, in that case.

By the end, I was utterly saturated and completely drained. 

Yet full of joy

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before

See you when I finally make it home.  If they ever do let me leave.

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April 28, 2008

The Big Tease #1

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You knew there had to be something going on, right?  All of my tiredness and distraction.  You should have known.

Want to know how I let this happen?  I mean, yes, it is a blessing, but wow-- I must be crazy.

I blame it mostly on her.  You should go there next, since you are already here, at the beginning.

If you still can't wrap your head around it, go here.  She can enlighten you.

No, more confused than ever?

This one seems to have a grip.  Maybe she can explain it.

At the very least, you can find out where this happened from her.

Finally, if you are just utterly beside yourself, speechless, and want to curse a bit, you'll find all you need sitting next to her.

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Confused?  Seriously, just go hereNow. 
That's the next stop on this mother bumpin' buggy ride.

PS-  The effect is very cool if you open each link in a new tab and just read the buttons first!

PPS-  OMG!  Ya'll are so sweet, but seriously, click on those links.  I'm not really pregnant.  *blushing*

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March 11, 2008

BOSSY is the New Napoleon.

New house.  New phone line.  Same old computer but newly working again!

I was about to write a post to let you know where I have been when I decided to check out what my favorite bloggers have been up to since, oh, say, December.

How did I miss the fact that BOSSY is having a road trip and how is it that
I am not one of the stops?!!!

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What the hell does a blogger have to do to show BOSSY sufficient amounts of love?

My computer crashes and she drops me.  Just like that.

Bossy, did you think I would not adore the chance to drag you around to all of the BOSSY bumper sticker landmarks?  We could have been so post modern, recreating my original ode to Bossy with you in the pictures this time.

And you!  My favorite bloggers!  You so should have had my back on this one!  Did none of you tell her, "Don't forget Megan!" for me? 

Especially you.  Last time I take you on a BOSSY road trip along the Gulf Coast. 

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What's a crashed-computer-blogger with a mean love of the road trip supposed to do?

While I craft my massive "return to blogging" post, ya'll must help me out and convince BOSSY to come see me on her tour.  I mean, seriously.

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I don't know if I have it in me to keep blogging now.  And I was so excited...  ;)

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*UPDATE* Okay, apparently BOSSY did email me, uh, several times.  About this very road trip.  Huh.  How do you like that?  See ya in New Orleans, BOSSY.    

November 19, 2007

I Did, Indeed.

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Wait, wrong one.

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This one.

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