BloggerCon '05

A long November to come, yet there's reason to believe maybe this (coming) year will be better than the last. I've not gone mad, I know that January is yet months away. But should we not be able to define a year on our own terms? New Year's Eve is supposed to be a time of communal celebration; a year gone by, out with old, etc. But this is the future. Newspaper columns have ceded to blogs, radio shows to podcasts, tyranny to democracy. Can't we, the people, define our own years? I hope so.

In the meantime, please see below, the documented proof of the constructive power of a bunch of drunken bloggers swilling beer and networking in meat-, as opposed to cyber-space. Left to right: Rochester, Annie, yours effing truly, and the Angry Hippie.


Now that's living...the High Life.

So, maybe bumming around Five Points, eating pizza and watching movies isn't such a bad life after all. Friendly friends, always with room at the table for one more, live close by. Come hang out, why don't you? And maybe this time next year we won't have to travel so far for BloggerCon '06. I'm sure we can make it happen. We practically own the world at this point.