today was day one of blogher, and i think i asked those two questions about 3000 times. okay maybe it was more like 500, but still. as ali said, man the pitch is sounding tight.
i am exhausted though. we spoke to so many people that i thought my voice was going to give out (and yet, it feels like we're not really making a dent in brochures - i think someone lied to us on the estimated amount we should have - that or everyone is skipping out on the conference they paid to go to, so they can hang in nyc instead). my feet are also killing me. i'm so glad i was in flats (sara was crazy and went for professional cuteness and wore heels), although i think i might wear the extra hotel pillows as shoes tomorrow.
Sara, Melissa and I were doing an okay job at running the booth, but we were so glad that Ali came to help out. We couldn't have done it without her. The booth really needs two people at all time (preferred three), and during the session, if she wasn't there we would've been screwed. She was also awesome at rolling up her sleeves and getting busy with the gluedots in sugz sweatshop style. You know who else helped out sugz sweatshop style? randall. he apparently works for hot tamales. he also makes an excellent coffee runner. so if you need cheap page labor, look him up.
this year's blogher experience is totally different from last year's. this year the expo hall isn't as nice (that's the hilton's fault, this conference hall feels blech and not as open), and it's totally different working the booth rather than playing. we didn't even go to the parties (1) we were busy night one putting booth together (2) we were exhausted today. on one hand i'm okay with that, it's probably best to save the voice for tomorrow. but on the other hand, well the parties are really part of the whole blogher experience.
also if we had gone to the parties, we wouldn't have gone out for dinner (which meant we wouldn't have eaten anything all day). i finally had naeng myun (cold glass noodles in spicy sauce with egg and skate). it sounds scary but it's delicious.
afterwards we hung out with a just arrived from the west coast marketman, his sister, her roomate, and a lot of banana pudding from magnolia. sara and i split a container. i thought sara was going to cry tears of joy. melissa also said there would be no way we could finish it. she clearly doesn't know us like she thinks she does.
sidenote: we also bought some cupcakes. we tasted them but didn't eat them. the banana pudding was just too good (seriously it tastes like banana frosting with nilla wafers and bananas). sorry magnolia cupcake fans.
ps. i saw padma today. she was hawking jimmy dean food products and no one seemed to care that she was there. it was sort of surreal and weird.
pps. melissa is still feeling camera shy.
i have always told myself that no matter what my status in the world, i wouldn't have another woman cleaning my toilet. well you know what? i give up. i'm ready to be one of "those people" with a housekeeper. or at least a cleaning lady who comes over on a regular basis. and it's not that i'm fancy, and i know i like to say i'm lazy, but truth is, i'm just busy. these days it seems like i'm rarely home long enough to sleep and eat dinner, let alone to make sure the bathroom is sparkling. and the time i do have to spare, well i don't really see why i would want to spend it doing something i absolutely hate.
that said, i think it's time to call in professional help.
don't judge me, we can't all be awesome housewives.
ps. see that scar on my arm under the two freckles? i hate it so much. it's like an :/ emoticon that stares at me all day long.
last night, we found ourselves one block from the infamous Lombard Street, and Randall mentioned that he'd never driven down it before. Naturally we made up for that and drove down it right then (it was past 11 and the line was gone). Once we were done, Randall told me that while Lombard was more picturesque, he was positive that Vermont felt windier. I tried to make him take me then so we could see, but he said we should wait until the morning, especially because he didn't think all this windiness went with all the wine i had been drinking.
So we went today, and according to wikipedia (which, as you know, is never debatable) Vermont is indeed more "crooked." You can see for yourself: