I went! Really, I did. I even dragged my sister along. But we got there early and Hyde Park was full of people camping on the grass for that night’s Andrea Bocelli concert. We didn’t know where to start looking. We sat under a tree and ate our Pret sandwiches while keeping watch for weblogger type people, but we couldn’t seem to spot anybody. Every time I saw a promising group, it turned out to be a student tour or a congregation of conspiracy theorists. We eventually had to leave to meet up with Snookums and Ferret for a movie, so my “society of bloggers” expectations were left unsatisfied. Where was everybody?
So I think I might go to the ukbloggers party in the park tomorrow. If you’re there, look for me. I’ll be the one with the bright red hair (recently re-dyed) and possibly wearing white roller skates.
New Photos!
I was digging through some of my old site backups this morning and found an unexpected relic: pictures and commentary from a wedding I went to with my college friends in 1999. It was for two Domers, Paul Brenner and Elly Terrell. I’ve put them up for your enjoyment. They’re pretty funny… especially that one on the right. Can you figure out what’s so very wrong with that picture? (You probably won’t guess unless you’ve met me.)
Nice comment on terms of endearment over at not.so.soft. I’ve been known to, uh, call somebody “pork pie”. That’s not very sweet, is it? Rather mustard-y, in fact. (What can I say? He likes ’em.)
Next time somebody steals one of my images, I’m using one of these as retaliation. 🙂
BBC News is running an interesting series of stories on the “Internet Backlash”. The second installment even has a picture of that “New Media New Arse” graffiti Meg saw a while back.
Just overheard in my office…
- Wanker Project Manager to Techie: How big is your memory stick?
Call me childish, but I giggled.
Memo to Iggy Pop: The seven dwarves weren’t from Cinderella, you idiot. If you’re going to try to be all eccentric with your backstage demands, at least get the context right.