Where is my assistant.
Oh yeah-I don't have an assistant.
Well if I did I would totally be telling her to "Forward all my calls! I'll be at a conference this weekend in Chicago!" And I'd be yelling like that and pointing my finger in the air.
Also, I'd say "Take a memo!" and "Get me Marketing on the phone." And they'd be all: "Marketing Department..." and I'd be all: "Never mind. Keep up the good work." And then I'd make my assistant run out and get me a sausage egg sandwich from Dunkin Donuts.
Where was I.
Oh YEAH - I really am going to be at a conference - a BLOGGER'S conference,
BlogHer '09 , which for you guys who don't blog probably sounds about as reasonable as an "e-mailers conference", but for us who do it is The. Coolest. Thing. EVER.
AND my roommate is the awesome Lisalicious from
"Mommedy"
Oh look- a whole bunch of daddybloggers just flooded the phone lines with late registrations.
Anyway. It's going to be non-stop
drinking, dancing and talking about boys enlightening seminars on monetizing, demographics and html advances.
Therefore I have packed the 4 essentials:
Laptop.
BG.
Ed Head.
Ibuprofen.
Bring it on, Chicago.