Normal Bloggers

I’ve just arrived home from the April Meetup for the Sydney Weblogger Group. And you know, surprisingly, all of the people I met seemed quite nice and there were no apparent freaks. At least no one that I spoke to. Nonetheless, I’ve posted a fairly anonymous photograph, since many of the people I met tonight were fairly new to blogging and many of them have chosen to remain anonymous, unlike myself!

As Miss Andrea observed, the night started off with

the opening (with drinks) of an art exhibition featuring painter Angus McDonald and ceramicist Fiona Myer in collaboration. Martin and his SO Amanda knew Angus when they were living in NE NSW; the third member of our party was James, who grew up in that area. Martin also introduced us to his Sydney friends and erstwhile temp-house-hosts, Paul and Penny, who were there. Wow, too much confluence. I enjoyed the sparse, lovely artwork, which made me think about technique and light. Then we stood on the street outside the Tim Olsen Gallery Annex in Paddington where drinks were served on the naturestrip under a mini-marquee. The Janz bubbly was a welcome Tasnarnian touch.

From there, we headed off to the Blogger Meetup.

Both my good buddy Mark and I felt like old-timers when we reflected on the number of years we’ve been revealing our lives to the public. In stark contrast to some of the newer bloggers who were doing it for work related reasons, we kinda felt like old-timer freaks. Well, I did, if Mark didn’t.

Since I have such poor social skills I was grateful for the presence of my friend and colleague Miss Andrea, who is visiting from Tasnarnia. I mean, Miss Andrea and I had checked out some of the blog links this afternoon to make sure there were no potential stalkers or freaks attending, and we had decided most of the names and blogs we had surfed seemed like reasonable people. As it was, Miss Andrea had gone to university with one of the participants Brad Howarth

But thanks to her ability to discuss fashion (I shop at Lowes), politics, and online identies and such, I was able to meet the likes of Icy, John, Bryan and supreme organiser (she did a great job) Sara who told us about her media experiences. Though I missed meeting Therin of Andor with whom I share an interest in Number 96. Without Miss Andrea, I’m sure I would have been Mr Loser, tucked away in the corner.

So yeah, it was a good night, and I reckon I’ll be back for the next one in May, especially since I noticed a couple of cute (possibly gay) guys in the room who I didn’t get the chance to talk to!!

PS. Emily has posted a photograph of me, Mark, Brad and Miss Andrea, which demonstrates what a loud, boorish person I obviously am. Holding court, I am either fascinatingly telling an anecdote or boring the pants off everyone. The person with the best caption wins a dinner date with me, the person with the second best caption has to live with me for the rest of my life.

10 comments

  1. I’m on the notification list, but the thought of going into the city after work always defeats me. I guess if I worked in the city I might get there. Also, I always feel like I’d be the Lone Old Lezzie with a lot of young sophisticated media-savvy bloggers. And of coures I’m sure that people will sneer at the idea of knitting blogs… yes, I realise this is beginning to be a long list of excuses…

  2. I’ve been meaning to go the blog meetup in Sydney but since I don’t have a blog yet would feel like an outsider. You said something about meeting cute guys, are these really just hookup nights? If I went without ma hubby would peeps think I was single n on the pull? Sorry if I misread your comments :)

  3. I’m glad you enjoyed the meetup Brian, and I look forward to seeing you at the next one!

    And M-H, you’d be more than welcome! I might be “young, sophisticated and media savvy”, but I also love knitting stuffed mice for other people’s kids in my spare time.

  4. Gah, I can’t believe I let elderly confusion get the better of me and forgot! Crap. I could have discussed fashion! I can discuss knitting! I can flirt with cute guys! I would have fit right in. Next time. REMIND ME, huh.

  5. James, to quote Dubya, ‘you misunderestimate me’. Being the perennial wallflower, I was glad to have you there propping me up – by myself I would likely have been Miss Boring in the corner too. Thanks for the invitation, had a great night.

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