I Spend My Time Reading
posted at 12:53 am
on Aug. 22, 2005
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Instead of writing, I spent tonight reading blogs, articles, random web dust. It’s too bad, because I have so much I want to say these days.
Some of it I don’t say because the stories are not mine to tell. (But I will tell them, of course, when I run out out of my own.)
Some of it I don’t tell because I know others will tell it sooner, better, in their own ways.
Some I’m just not ready to talk about yet.
Tonight, though, I seem to be the first online to tell of the blogger picnic, and so I present this story, with photos, of the meetup.
It was held Sunday in Jericho Park, just across the bay from where I currently live (counting down, counting down, to move to better, cooler quieter digs).
Some of my good Vancouver friends were there. Others, I met for the first time, but felt I knew them well enough to munch on their snacks. No one brought a barbecue, which was a shame, because I brought hot dogs.
Everyone else there seemed sharp as a tack, but I felt like my conversational pilot light was out. I managed to mess up several people’s names, and in general failed to sparkle.
There was much conversation, and a few people were active enough to toss around a frisbee and bat around a badminton bird. Many, many photos were taken with digital cameras, many of them the D70 like mine. What a crazy popular camera that one is, eh?
At the end, though, after I left and was walking home, Heather drove by and offered me a lift. That was extremely nice, and I feel like I managed to speak like a human for at least ten minutes. Perhaps a good night’s sleep is all I need.
Unfortunately, I just borrowed the “new” Harry Potter (two months old already, what sort of a pop culture example am I setting these days?) and sleep will have to wait for at least an hour.
