...at Right Conversation.
great recaps at christine.net.
super audio reports at Kim Pearson's place.
BlogHim, Frank paynter also.
More live blogging reads here.
Subscribe to the chat feed here.
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...at Right Conversation.
great recaps at christine.net.
super audio reports at Kim Pearson's place.
BlogHim, Frank paynter also.
More live blogging reads here.
Subscribe to the chat feed here.
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| Frank, we want to see you in the Baby Doll. | I Rock the Baby Doll Originally uploaded by secondhandtryptophan. |
Christine.net has great coverage of yesterday's BlogHer sessions. Assuming she'll be blogging today as well.
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The BlogHer Chat is up and runnin'. Hoping some conference goers stop by and give us a taste of the action.
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Instructions for joining the Memorial chat for Meg Goodrich that is taking place at BlogHer:
open up your chat client
type /attach freenode
(the front slash is important I think)
when you have some indication that you are attached to freenode, type:
/join #mandarinmeg
We are sitting in silence. If something moves you to speak, feel free to share it in the chat. From Frank:
This gathering will be loosely modeled on Quaker practice: coming together in silence, followed by some brief comments by me regarding our purpose there, then continuing quiet while people speak when they feel moved to share. We will ask that each person speak only once until all present have had a chance to share. After an hour of silence broken by our thoughts and memories, I will break the silence by standing and thanking those in attendance.
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Betsy Devine has started a Flickr photo pool for BlogHer pix. Watch the ladies strut their stuff. And schwag!
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Stop over to BlogHer today and tomorrow to follow all the action.
Will Frank Paynter hug Jory Des Jardins like I asked him to do last time?
Will Dave Winer show up, shut up, and learn something?
Will the power of hundreds of women in one location push back the Pacific tide or elicit mass menses?
Will the world ever be the same? (I say no.)
We'll be having a chat tomorrow--stay tuned for more information.
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A very nicely done article in the Pittsburgh Tribune on women and blogging that quotes yours truly, as well as the BlogHers who were kind enough to give a nod to their Blog Sisters. The article discusses how blogs have helped women find and exercise their voices.
You may wonder if some media training isn't in order for Mrs. Sessum, as she reveals before God and clients the imminent loss of her uterus and her penchant for X*anax. It's not every day you get THIS kind of publicity!
"If life were supposed to be orderly, then my house wouldn't look like it does and my kid wouldn't have open paints and blendy pens all over her floor, and I wouldn't have to take a half of a zzzzanax as I mull over the many possibilities in the weeks and months ahead."
-- allied.blogspot.com, by Jeneane Sessum, as she contemplates an upcoming hysterectomy
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| YOU GO, GIRLZ. Congrats to Lisa, Elisa and Jory for powering through 2006 to organize another successful BlogHer Conference. The action has begun. I'm a virtual stalker. Down but not out. | Lisa Stone, Elisa Camahort, Jory DesJardins Originally uploaded by marytsao. |
I'm working with the beautiful Lisa Stone to put a bit of organization around the IRC chat for virtual participation in BlogHer on Saturday. I'll be the lead cheerleader from afar--GO TEAM!--and am organizing folks who are actually at the conference to be on the IRC channel with us so they can give us the lowdown. There will also be live blogging that will keep us remote attendees in the fray.
More information on the chat whereabouts etc, coming soon.
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(that made me laugh out loud yesterday, you know, given all that's been going on. sorry. had to share.)
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my life right now is very limboesque. health issues do that. at least to me. put me into a not well but not unconscious 'just here' place that I absolutely abhor. But that' how it is. So, here I'm saying to you, just like I did when I quit smoking, that I want to make meaning out of this, that I have 3 weeks until I see the doc again, and in that time I am going to focus like a laser beam on getting healthier. I can do this.
And even though I'm rollercoaster-phobic about hospitals, if that's what comes next, I can do that too. (Remember, I'm saying this here so you'll remind me, like you did when I quit the cigs, which you helped me do, whether you know it or not, even though I've told you so.) So let's get jiggy with it. And let's get ready for virtual BlogHer, including a friends memorial for Meg thanks to Frank's good heart.
For those who want to participate, the memorial will be at BlogHer on July 28, from 3:45 to 4:45 in suite 8111 at the Hyatt. A Freenode IRC chat space will be set-up for remote participants. There is a possibility of streaming audio--either way, I'll be there.
So let's, you know, let's be and be together and be okay and be healthy. And be there.
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If you're a woman who has bled through her clothes on a mode of public transportation no matter how well you prepared, if you've ever been anemic and huff-and-puff tired, if you've felt so low low down about your uncooperative womb and how it rules your life when it decides to, then you'll know why it's looking less likely that I'll be hopping a Jet to CA on Thursday.
The doc wants another ultrasound in 3 weeks. Then we decide what to do. OR, more succinctly, when to do what has to be done. Gotta get Jenna back to school on the 14th. Gotta get George to Korea potentially soon. Gotta keep going. Put off menopause. Dig old Xanax out of the purse. Get moving. Get healthier before surgery. Keep working.
The cute ad below is from Qumana's Qads. Oh my gosh--it is unbelievably easy to add an ad to a blogpost with Qumana. All this time I was hesitant to push the "insert ad" button because I didn't know what I would be doing to my fine sponsors. I thought I might trigger an event that would, well, embarrass them, spewing penis spam throughout the blogosphere. But it doesn't work that way. You just click it and put in a keyword and Bob's your Uncle. It's almost like tag-ads. Like you put in a tag, and up comes an ad. I thought that's how Google ads were supposed to work, but they NEVER worked for me. Blogads are more involved--they are like horizontal ads, umbrella ads, while Qads lets you drill down to keywords and hook right up to waiting advertisers.
The moral of the story: Do not hesitate to click in life. Invest in overnight pads. And take your iron.
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And that means good things as well as the other kind.
I've been deep in thought lately--and deep into work--both of which hamper the old blogging ritual. Lots to think about and lots to do. The Friday doctor's appointment was interesting. I think he's my favorite surgeon I never met.
I went to the office for my appointment to realize that I was at the WRONG office, and couldn't find the doc's number through information, so i finally called another doc who had his number, which I then dialed and reached the office staff, who were gracious enough to say come on up (20 miles) even though I was now an hour late, and so I drove it on my donut tire (because the tire place was fixing the flat) and got there only to realize that I would never make Jenna's final camp party, which I promised to attend, if I didn't leave right away. So I went up to the window and just put my head in my hands and said, "you have to help me with this." The most efficient receptionist I've ever met listened while I explained getting lost, and the donut spare, and my daughter's picnic, and my pain, and my other appointment on Monday and everything.
He said, "Hey, it's okay. You should go be with your child--you promised." And I wanted to hug him as he re-scheduled me and sent me on with a smile and a new appointment card, after which I drove back down to Jenna's camp for the cookout and party that lasted two hours in 140-degree heat, but mostly was inside, praise the lord, and with one slipper on my left TOE foot, and one shoe on my right, I participated in the three-legged race, the hoola-hoop-pass-through, and the egg-and-spoon relay, because when you're a mom that is precisely the kind of day Friday can be.
So let's just get honest here and say that I will be having a hysterectomy sooner or later--the timeframe of which will be discussed on Monday, and THAT alone is interesting as I say this in front of friends and clients alike--thank god most of my clients are also friends--but I figure outside of the first week of pain-medicine-sleep, I should be able to work on my laptop and little else. Hormonal changes notwithstanding, I'm figuring post-hyst to be a productive time for work. And apparently just hanging around in bed is the matter of course after a TAH for a couple/few weeks/months.
And that's all well and good, and I'm excited for George that his new working band (and i mean working as in, not so much an artistic endeavor but a band designed to satisfy well-paying overseas venues) may have just landed a gig in Korea for three months, except that gee that is an interesting development given these current state of home front affairs, and my bowels shudder and loosen at the thought of solo parenthood coinciding with surgery and recovery. But then who knows? Mysterious ways. Goodness knows.
If life were supposed to be orderly, then my house wouldn't look like it does and my kid wouldn't have open paints and blendy pens all over her floor, and I wouldn't have to take a half of a zzzzanax as I mull over the many possibilities in the weeks and months ahead.
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For an entire year I've been excited about going to BlogHer. Thanks to Qumana's sponsorship, we've got tickets, hotel reservation, and even two new duffle bags with wheels ready and waiting for the journey. My friend Phyllis is ready to take next Monday off to hang out with us before we fly home. I can't think of another thing this exciting in my routine world--at least not since Austin. George Kelley's even on call for airport transport if we need it. Thank you George!
The homefront is secure with Papa George staying to battle the dogs. Did I mention that they have already dug under the new fence? That they were found yesterday in the NEIGHBOR'S INGROUND POOL, having found their way under one fence and through another, and during said exercise in canine vandalism, they ripped the pool's liner, or so I was told by the angry young women who brought them back, happy and soaked.
That's after chicken wire, after bottles of cayanne pepper, after the favorite hole's been filled with concrete. Nice, huh?
But that's not the problem. None of that is more than an expensive (very??) nuisance that can be solved through the pet adoption agency of our choice.
I'm sort of kidding.
The problem is my health, this pain, the uterus, the hernia, and the bleeding. Quite frankly that's the problem. Being a woman in her mid-40s with gynecological problems that have affected the quality of my life for so long, that nearly cost me my life 8 years ago, is the problem. The broken toe doesn't help. The (maybe) hernia doesn't help. But the uterus, she's the problem.
Ironic, isn't it. The event I want so badly to go to, a part of the country I've never been to, an opportunity to meet so many women and men I've never met, and its my womanhood that's putting me on shaky ground.
Two more doctor's appointments to go. One tomorrow and one Monday. I'll make the go or no-go decision Tuesday. At which time I'll decide to cry or pack all day Wednesday.
No matter what happens on my home front, the conference is going to be awesome and I'll get my fingers involved somehow.
I want to say again, here, that I'm proud to be part of such a great group of talented and caring women--artists, writers, mothers, CEOs, musicians, marketeers, sisters, advocates, activists, leaders and supporters--the women of BlogHer.
Let's kick ass.
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I have had the honor of being asked, engaged, sponsored, and encouraged to get my head wrapped around some very cool products and services this year -- and while I'm wearing my "consultant-user mashup hat" I get to do what we users like to call 'play with' these tools. I'm no Om, but hey, who is? (HI OM!). Anyhow, I get by.
I love figuring out what's cool about Web 2.0. Getting inside the technology and finding out what there is to love about what it lets us do. WHAT about ordinary code designed just-so can make us more HUMAN. And in connecting us, in creating wider and tighter ties among people, technology can tap the human heart.
Look, that's my husband's face in there.
WEEE!
Anyone who's stopped by here in the last 34 years knows that I'm smitten by technology that helps me make meaning of the world. Qumana, BubbleShare, Flickr, Orkut, YouTube, Kaneva, MySpace, Second Life, you name it. All of these wonderful worlds of the web help me add layers of understanding both to my online relationships and offline relationships. And I've got the archives to prove it.
With StyleFeeder being brandy-new, the way I like 'em, I'm having fun finding new ways to merge it into my already-social spheres, like MySpace, and to let IT open new social spheres for ME.
That's because I get asked all the time WHY I love MySpace.
People ask me: WTF do you like about MySpace. It's for TEENAGERS.
I say, WTF do you mean--do you spend any time there? It's for artists, musicians, poets, models, videographers, old people like me and teenagers too.
They say, MUSIC? What music?
I say, My Friends' music!
and NOW I can show them!
Wait til you see my favorite BOOKS. Heh.
There's more to come too--oooo you betcha. In the mean time, get yourself your own stylefeed (or two). They look sweet on blogs don't they?
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Will, how about Bedpan Emptying Camp?
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