Mock Me Gently

O! beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
~William Shakespeare, Othello

This post is fueled by gallons of coffee, mountains of cinnamon rolls and all other fragrance combinations that make me feel good! Fox News tells me that smells determine some of our moods. Um maybe that’s why dirty laundry ticks me off!

Twitter is my new favorite method of communication. Thanks to Auds and Mommie Pie and the other 20 or so faithful friends I Tweet each day, I no longer rely soley on Yahoo, Aol, and MSN to deliver my friends immediate thoughts.  Slightly addictive. Highly informative. When it works, Twitter is a good thing. I don’t think that they’ve worked all the kinks out yet, as reliability isn’t its strong suit. But like all fledgeling birds, it will eventually get its big bird wings and soar.

You’re So Vain

As you know today is  the kick off of  Bloghernot ‘08. In way of explanation, to those of you who haven’t had the pleasure, or who are just in the dark, Bloghernot is NOT in the words of Tootsie Farklepants and I quote :

…not a slam or slight in any way at the BlogHer 2008 conference. There’s just a whole bunch of us bloggers that couldn’t make it to San Francisco, for whatever reason which may be, but not limited to, one of the following: lack of funds, logistics, no babysitter, previous commitments, nothing to wear, too pregnant, giving birth, just gave birth, fear of flying, fear of driving, fear of hitchhiking, fear of large groups, fear of alcohol, couldn’t justify the expense, can’t walk that far, didn’t meet their goal weight… like I said, whatever the reason, wish we were there but aren’t. Please visit Mommypie for a complete list of scheduled sessions for the day.

Which brings us to a tweet I received today. The suggestion was that we (the Bloghernot 08 participants) were jealous of the participants of the unnamed conference occurring on the west coast, USA, this week. Now, mind you the tweet was from a boy. I would say a man, but this one’s definitely a boy. Why he’s participating in that conference as anything but a sponsor, I don’t know. My final tweet back to him was to ‘GET A LIFE’.  Though it’s doubtful that he will, I said it. Being jealous of anyone takes far too much time and energy. I need all of both of those to get my book finished and keep ehubby in clean clothes and food. Nevermind, try and keep my tiny little marketing company working at top speed. Give me a break! Please know, little lord tweeter, I have a life. I have suffered though 20 years of conferences for one thing or another, eaten enough banquet chicken and bullets to float an army and heard enough frightend virgin speakers that I took to wearing ear protection to keep my hearing amid all the microphone screeches.

So jealous? Ummm, no. Comfortable in my own skin, in my own office, in my own bed at the end of the day? A resounding yes!

In all seriousness though, I do wish the best for the success of Blogher 08. Thanks to the conference in past years, our niche is now a top top market and that’s a good thing.

Now, back to your regularly scheduled programming.