I started reading Drew’s blog One More Salute to Vanity a few months ago after finding it in the West Seattle Blog blogroll. And immediately I subscribed to the plethora of wit and fuh-uh-niness.
Meeting bloggers in person can be awkward because you both know but don’t know each other. Especially when the other blogger is uber-intelligent and sits next to people with head shops in their purses. I didn’t know what “head shop” meant so I googled it. AT WORK. So to negate the not-safe-for-work results of weed paraphernalia, I immediately googled, “hat shop.” Riiight. I was just looking for a fedora, not a glass bong shaped like Homer Simpson.
I have a lot in common with Drew. Like Drew, I was also interviewed by the Chronicle of Higher Education, only I had no clue who these people were (hint: VERY IMPORTANT PEOPLE) and how many people actually read the magazine (second hint: EVERYONE). So in my regrettable interview, I came off as a idiotic writer-wannabe who blabbed to all those who read academic periodicals that my boyfriend at the time was a jerk. My boyfriend and I broke up but I still say idiotic things. It’s like what Tupac Shakur said, some things will never change. That’s just the way it is. Two more life lessons from Tupac: 1) how to make a dollar out of fifteen cents and 2) California sounds a lot cooler if you pronounce it “Californ-i-a.” Tupac and the Chronicle in the same paragraph? Gold star for me!
We had drinks at Matador where we were squished into a table so tightly packed that I could hear the woman next to me ask her date, “What’s a matador? Is that a devil?” The hell? Yes, honey. A “matador” is a devil. Because Satan wears sequins.
I’m glad I met Drew because she is just as funny in person as she is in writing, whereas I suffer from a medical condition called lameness.
Respectable pose.
Everyone say MYSPACE!
You were interviewed by the Chronicle of Higher Ed? Okay…that’s pretty cool.
B: Mah…tah…dor. MaTAHdor. What the heck is a maTAHdor??
Me: It’s MAT-a-dor, honey. But way to sound it out.
You couldn’t be lame if you tried. Kudos for you with your interview, though.
That’s a good way to explain it: that you both know and don’t know each other. I suffer from the medical lameness too. URRGG.
I don’t know who this Drew person is but you I love and she is not worthy to share booth space with you, my witty friend.
Or perhaps that’s just the jealousy talking. *sigh* come to Houston.
PS. Matadors have the best shoes. So does satan. Coincidence?
yeah I’ve never heard of those higher edumacation people either. but congrats on having a fancy smancy interview. I bet yours was a lot less boring than most peoples!
How cool is that?
I’m pretty sure I’d be retarded to meet in person for just that reason. I’m awkward around people I don’t know and just a plain dork around people I do know. Alone? Not so bad. Together? Really bad.