Okay, I left off talking about Twitter, which so many people at last weekend’s Word Camp: Las Vegas conference seemed to think is the absolute tits. Ironically, as various speakers proclaimed the wonders of the “hottest social media network,” half the attendees were sitting there creating Twitter posts, or “tweets.”
“OMG! I’m tweeting about the guy in the front of the room talking about Twitter.”(In all fairness, I guess one could say I’m not really living life when I’m spending all this time blogging about it. Touche.)
One of the conference speakers, Warren Whitlock, was kind enough to give everyone in the audience a copy of his book, twitter Revolution. I’m about a quarter of the way through it, but I can’t say I’m quite ready to drink the Kool Aid. I’ve had a Twitter account (@vegaslindalou) for a few months now, but my tweets are hardly worth the effort to read them.
“Cameron Diaz is definitely NOT on my celebrity girl-crush list. She’s no Beverly D’Angelo.”Jesus, could anyone possibly care about such inanity? I’m such an a-hole!
“Home for lunch watching Barbara Walters interview w/Patrick Swayze I recorded last night. Sniff”
“Bloody hell! Why do people have to take care of personal hygiene in their cubicles? Nail clipper is at it again!”
A few of you commented about Twitter on the post I started this morning. What about the rest of you? Are you tweeting? (That sounds pretty gay, no?)
Anyway, John Hawkins did an absolutely fantastic job of putting on the Word Camp event—hats off to you, man! I believe John will be organizing a “Beer and Blogging” get together for bloggers here in Las Vegas—I’ll keep you posted. Or you can follow him @vegasgeek.
And I did get to meet a really nice guy with whom I’ve been tweeting for a while. (Still sounds gay as hell.) It’s always fun when you finally meet virtual contacts in real life. Except when initiated through Match or Craigslist. Yeah, that’s usually a train wreck.
Speaking of meeting virtual friends, I had the absolute pleasure of meeting two of my Vegas blogging buddies in the past few days. Hurricane Mikey was kind enough to check out my act at the Royal Resort last Friday night. Unfortunately, I ended up hosting the show instead of doing a set, but I was thrilled to meet this prolific Vegas blogger and had much fun shooting the bull with this big hunka man over drinks after the show. Pizza at Grimaldi’s is definitely in our future!
And then yesterday, I had lunch with Carmen, aka Poker Girl in Vegas. She’s freakin’ awesome—anyone who shares my love of celebrity gossip, soap operas, and talking about boyfriends is my kind of gal. As it turns out, we work around the corner from each other, so no doubt we’ll enjoy more noontime chat fests.
I’ve posted before about how I love and care about my virtual friends. I really want to thank you all for taking the time to read my blog. But as for my Twitter posts… you must have better things to do.
XOXO
6 comments:
I think you said it all, if we are doing all this blogging, twittering, emailing then when do we live our life. The life that gives us the goods to do all the blogging, twittering and emailing....all the big bloggers twitter (like the Dooces of this world) I notice. Fair enough if blogging is their full time job I guess.
I know! I shudder to think of all the time I spend in front of a computer screen. I should be happy I don't have a Crackberry.
Don't get me started on the joys of twittering (yes, it sounds gay). There are reasons to use it and reasons not to use it. We can discuss sometime at Beer And Blog.
Speaking of BnB, I'm so glad to say that out of Aaron's talk about BnB at Wordcamp this weekend, we now are blessed with Beer And Blog Las Vegas. More importantly, I'm proud to say that it wasn't me that kicked it off. One of the attendees from WC started this and I couldn't be more proud.
See you there!
P.S. Thank you so much for the kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed WordCamp
I tried to get into Twittering but it was a bit banal. "Just hanging out the washing" and "Making myself a cup of tea" sort of comments were all I could come up with. A reminder of how truly mundane life is.
My boss has a Crackberry, it is pathetic. He sits there with his mouth half open and squinty eyes when he uses it. As for the key pad, you need baby fingers to use it. I can't wait to get one when my phone contract runs out.....
Oh, the visual of your squinty-eyed boss... kind of hard to respect that, huh? Funny!
I'm really enjoying the whole Twitter thing and the expanded information I'm getting from it. I'm with you though, "tweet" sounds gayer than 2 guys kissing in the park**. I try not to say things like "Did you see my/that/his/her tweet" but it slips out. I'll try to fight it but I think it's a losing battle.
**That's not supposed to sound derogatory just funny. I can't figure out if I really need to cut the word "gay" in this context out of my vocabulary or not. In the same vein as "tweet" I refuse to use the word "ghey" when I mean silly gay vs homo gay.
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