Swimming with the Big Fish

John Aravosis, the owner of Americablog, met up with a bunch of his readers and fellow bloggers today in San Francisco.  I lasted about ten minutes.  John seemed interesting enough, but I'm not a big fan of unmoderated meetings.  What happens in situations like that is that the most aggressive and rude get to speak, shutting everyone else out.  Today, two of the people sitting on either side of John thought the gathering was about them and proceeded to dominate the conversation.  Since I wasn't there to hear them expound, I left.

What I had hoped for was the opportunity to mingle and network with other Bay Area bloggers.  I would like for us to know each other better.  Personally, I could stand to make friends with other bloggers with a degree or two of technical expertise. If we were a group, we could do an occasional workshop.  Maybe some good will come out of it yet. I'm always an optimist.

Comments

[Catholics and Squirrels]

i am a blogger with no technical experience but a living, breathing popemobile residing in my heart.

can i come?

[Crys]

er, that would be me. i am catholics and squirrels.

i love when i do that.

[wanda]

i"m a blogger with no technical experience either. But I got lots o' spirit, and chutzpah. Hopefully that makes up what I lack in other areas.

[Jack]

Sounds about par for the course for many public gatherings.

[oldwhitelady]

Even unmoderated, I think that these type of meetings do some good. At least you got to see some of the people who you might be associating with in further meetings.

[sfmike]

I walked in wanting to give John A. a "Star Wars" cap since he's a sci-fi freak and Mon Partner Domestique used to work at Industrial Light & Magic and still has some swag. Unfortunately, John was in the bathroom and the red-headed woman on the couch was in the middle of a monologue that bored me with its insistence on being heard. I found out later she's "Redd" from the "Firedog" blog, which is actually a good political site. But boy, she had been cooped up on a computer too long and she drove me out of the joint pronto, after delivering my gift.

Nice to pass ships with you on my way to work.