Yes, I am blogging about the BlogHer conference. I get how unoriginally meta that is, I really do. And yet....
The idea to go to the conference occurred to me on Tuesday afternoon of this week; I bought tickets five hours before the deadline late Wednesday night. Let's just say it was one of the better spur-of-the-moment decisions I have made.
After spending the day with 5,000 (!) women bloggers and entrepreneurs, I felt strangely, incredibly energized. Usually after spending even a couple of hours with a large group of people, I am sufficiently depleted that I need to vacate the premises immediately, Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect Two Hundred Dollars. This is true even in social situations. Friends poke fun at my penchant for leaving parties at exactly 10:15 pm. I don't turn into a butternut squash after that hour; it's not that I don't love you. It's just that I've reached the max on my social stimulometer.
So, the BlogHer conference was extraordinary in its ability to galvanize me from beginning to end.
By the end of the day, however, I do admit to having felt a bit loopy. I wandered wild-eyed around the expo, accepting fliers and swag willy-nilly. I agreed to "like" some toy company on Facebook just so they would give me a piece of their strawberry-filled birthday cake. SU-GAR. I agreed to take a marketing survey about HotPockets, which I have never in my life eaten, because I wanted, inexplicably, with the core of my very existence, the HotPocket plush toy. I talked to the woman from Manilla so long I think she pressed a button to have me removed from her vicinity.
One of the most unlucky beneficiaries of my fatigue, however, was Travis, a designer from Britely in Palo Alto. The poor guy could hardly make it through his pitch, interrupted as he was by my questioning. The questions were good ones, I modestly maintain, but they were delivered with a sort of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest flair. I did promise him I would try out his product, though, and I think it is only fair that I do so immediately.
So without further ado, here is my "Brite" guide to my BlogHer 12 Conference spoils. I know you're jealous.