Monday, June 19, 2006

A Meeting of the Blogger Minds

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Life Regurgitated, Please Do It Ms. Hewitt, Those Are My Pants


Oh, now does that ever sound geeky? Why yes - yes, it most certainly does. And, I guess that's pretty much because it is and was and forever will be.

This Saturday marked what can only be compared to as the "Geneva Conventions of the Blog World" (I've succumbed to the fact that this post is going to dig deep into my street cred reserve). Three blog master minds - uh hem - came together on common ground (Wogies - a bar in the West Village - which is not exactly Switzerland, but it was pretty international with the World Cup playing and all) to discuss the standards for international law for humanitarian concerns in the blogosphere (I can't believe I just said 'blogosphere.' Who am I??). In other words, we all met and got sauced.

Chad from Those Are My Pants was in town from Bahrain. Chosen from Please Do It Ms. Hewitt is always down to have a few drinks and, as you know, I tend to be an advocate of partaking in these kind of things, so I orchestrated the whole event. I introduced Chad as "Those Are My Pants" and Chosen as "Please Do It Ms. Hewitt." Chad noted that he had never been introduced by his website name, but the chills were indeed moving up his spine. Some of our much cooler friends didn't really share in on the excitement, but that didn't stop Chosen, Chad and I from sharing memorable posts from eachother's sites.

I've been talking to Chad over email for about 5 months now. He found my site because I tagged it with "Bahrain" and he wanted to start some type of blog circuit out there. He wrote about me and I contacted him, curious as to whether or not he was familiar with a court case that was going on over there (I used to write about the case in question, which is why I tagged my blog as such). He hadn't heard of it, but we've kept in contact nevertheless. When he came over on Saturday it was like I'd known him for years. This fact manifested itself in my ability to sit on the ground and watch the Simple Life while he chatted with my cousin about, well, the fact that we were sitting around watching the Simple Life. Chosen wrote me today asking if I really met him on the internet? Yep.

Anyhow, I'll stop blabbing before my street cred well is totally sucked dry, but I ought to let you know that we didn't establish much at our Geneva conventions; just that the internet is a strange place and that Sapphire, Absolut Mandarin and Stoli Razberi don't mix well. Oh yeah, and that if you clog up your sink with puke, Drano is your man.

11 comments:

Chad said...

So you should have put 3 blank circles there, not for protection of identity (as you mention) but becuase that has got to be the worst picture ever of all of us!

I mentioned to another that our meeting was actually part of a large scale project to prove that not everyone you meet on the internet is a maniac killer. We just want a cheap place to stay in expensive ass cities ;)

Gigi said...

Oh yeah, that too.

So, lessons learned:

Don't mix your drinks, use Drano to clean up puke and stay with people you meet on the internet when you visit them in foreign countries.

bufflo said...

It's not a bad picture. But Chad looks like a big cartoon bear in that pose, "What's up pal?"

Ben said...

Gigi, only stay with people you meet on the internet when you visit them in foreign countries if they are hot. Sheesh, and stupid bloke knows that if you see hairy legs or pits to tell them you've already booked a hotel room.

Chad said...

hahahaha...
That is the result of many, many drinks over the last month.

Cartoon bears won't fly in Puerto Rico. I will be working on that ;)

A Concerned Fan said...

What is this "internets" that you speak of?

Ben said...

I dunno, but whenever I see 'cartoon bears' anymore, I think about the blog I posted last week that complained about that cartoon bear that wipes his ass while you're trying to have dinner in front of the television. Serves me right for watching while eating, like a true cretin.

Gigi said...

Ha! I know exactly what bears you're talking about. The father and son are discovering the art of ass-wiping in the forest. I think it's a Charmin commercial?

Those bastards got us... Damn them!

A Concerned Fan said...

They should have a Bear commercial for Tampax.

"Is your flow preventing you from stealing picnic baskets? Are you dripping all over those tasty salmon you catch? If so, you should use Tampax for Bears. The only tampon made to fit a bear's vagina."

Chad said...

Then you could add a brand new cast member to the Care Bears! She'd be red and pissy!

bufflo said...

They should not have any herpes, menstruation, or vagina fungus treatment commercials on tv whatsofuckingever!