Jul 23, 2008
BlogHer Fallout.
This is the pile of business cards Bossy accrued while attending the BlogHer conference in San Francisco. It was a wonderful networking opportunity, and Bossy met all kinds of very influential people and received many interesting professional offers.
The problem is, Bossy has a little preexisting medical condition she likes to call, I Will Never Remember Your Name Or What You Are Saying Because I Am Too Busy Looking At Your Cute Shoes.
This is a huge problem for Bossy, since she is now staring at the pile of business cards trying to match compliments and propositions with the appropriate stock card.
So, for that person in the high-powered company who said she told all of her coworkers about i am bossy and now they all sit at their adjoining desks and giggle at the posts: email Bossy.
And for that person in the other high-powered company who suggested that Bossy would soon be a featured blogger and gain V.I.P. status: email please.
And for that guy and girl who promised that the very next time Bossy goes on an Excellent Road Trip they want to sponsor the bejesus out of Bossy: email.
And for that generous host with the bold taste in hats and entrepreneurial dollars to burn: you know what to do.
And for that United States presidential candidate who approached Bossy to be the new Secretary of Defense? Only if it includes a gift certificate to Zappos.
In other news, Bossy had the opportunity to hang out with many of the talented old school bloggers at the conference. Like Maggie Mason:
And Alice Bradley:
And even Dooce:
Procrastamom would also like gift certificates to Zappos as (partial) payment for her job. (the other part being cold hard cash that the government can’t touch) That would be perfect.
Go take on the world Bossy!!!!
Bossy I carry a sharpie for that very reason. When I went to a photography conference in Feb I was scribbling on all the cards I got as to who offered what, and said what to me. It works, sort of, don’t get to crazy with the scribbles that you have to decode them later.
I did not get a Guy Kawasaki Head Button and for that I am very, very sad.
I’m sure you’ll do us proud, Bossy.
Dooce may make the big bucks, but you’re the one who drove 10,000 miles to spread bloggy love!
Go Bossy Go!!!
Someday maybe it will all come back, and you will be able to match everything up.
Meanwhile, you got to see a lot of cute shoes.
Jen
Well, Alice and Maggie are friends with Dooce. So you pretty much hung out with her.
Shoes get me every time too.
I couldn’t make it to BlogHer. Can I mail you my business card? It would be almost like getting one from Dooce….
I’ve seen a lot of BlogHer posts and photos and you are in a lot of them.
Have yet to see Dooce.
Did she hang out with anyone? Does she know any other bloggers?
That is exactly how I pictured dooce to look like in real life. Thanks for the confirmation.
Smart Bossy with the well-placed button.
I always pictured Dooce being much taller.
next time take a pic of their shoes and attach a note to the pic…
you can judge a person by their shoes…and by their hair…not that i am sayin anything about your hair…cause i would never, as long as you never say anything about my shoes. amen
Hey! I see mine! It’s amazing how quickly it all blurs together.
And that was an excellent BlogHer summary, thanks!
I would have loved to have gone to BlogHer this year. Next year I might just venture out. I am a brand new blogger with a whole 4 posts to my name. I have been a lurker for quite some time on many blogs. Thanks for your amazing commentary.
And to think you wouldn’t remember me after all we did that night way back in February in Orlando.
Shame.
once I win the lottery, I will gladly sponsor your internet dreams. I’ll email as soon as it happens. *fingers crossed*
You are hitting the big time, woman! COngrats!!!Don’t forget about the little peeps.
See? That’s the reason I didn’t go. I’d never remember anyone’s names or blogs, let alone what they offered me. Unless it had to do with potatoes.
I always find cards months and months later. In places that I never expect them to be in. And then it’s “whaaa?” and “when did I?” but always fun none the less.
At least you actually talk to people and get a card. I never get much past “Hi! I’m Jami and WHERE did you get those shoes?” because then we never really get around to doing much business beyond comparing shoe stores.
Bossys mother has a favorite artist from the 20th century.
The name is Milton Avery.
Bossys mother noticed from way early that Bossy had very little talent in the way of the fine arts.
That being said…
LO and BEHOLD, Bossy has turned into Milton Avery, and she charms her mother.
Bossy, I really need you to make me one of your special portraits. Then I would be content for ever and ever amen.
And my shoes rock….
I seem to have misplaced the little bag ‘o cards I collected at the conference. Maybe someone at airport security thought it was a bag ‘o drug contacts? Luckily, nobody was offering me any fantastic opportunities, so phew, right? I did, however, get quite a few shoe-related compliments. They can’t take that away from me.
There are so many cards!…I saw you from across the room and had major hair envy.
So, um, I was the one not offering anything but behind you @ the computer in the Westin where you print out boarding passes. I wrote my url on the back of your card because I’m totally lame and didn’t have any of my own.
I can offer you my unwavering love and support. But you had that anyway – long before I reveled in your perfectly wavy haired goodness.
Do you really even LIKE Dooce? Because if she never responded to your most hilarious video in the whole world (about loving her), I sincerely don’t. You, however, are my fav.
This is why my business card is a big red shoe.
SK
Why oh why, does she treat you like a snowman?
Oh, BOSSY. Your drawings rock the hell out of this post. You definitely have some skillz.
All good things and bloggy love and big time shoe endorsements coming Bossy’s way I’m sure.
it might be easier next time if people wrote their information on their cute shoes and gave them to you – might jog the memory or some such.
I agree w/Jenn. At least you got to be in the same room as your blogging idol.
I hear she rocked, too. But seriously, if I had the choice between meeting her or you, I’d pick you.
When I went to conventions to perform I always took a Polaroid camera and a stapler. Then I’d take their pic and staple their card to the pic and make a note as to what they said to me, which was usually something like “You’re so much prettier than Bossy” or “I’ve heard John Cusack thinks you’re better in bed.”
I’m going to BlogHer next year and if you draw a picture of me later on your blog? There will be blood. Yours.
Christine Kane just wrote a handy-dandy guide to business cards! http://tinyurl.com/6pr7zn Too late for this year, but you know…
who needs dooce anyway? did she ever reply to that subtle little video of yours?
I just counted my card collection…87. Notes on the back of them to remind me of pertinent details…like cool shoes and such…3.
I guess I was too busy having fun, and fending off book deals.
I’m probably the 10th person to ask, but you must tell us if Dooce ever responded to your snowman video. It’s crossed my mind many times and I simply must know. Simply. Must.
Oy… those purple tights. wOw! What was her a thinkin’?
Why would anyone want to hang out with a douche? You can buy them in any drug store. What? Oh…Dooce. Eh. Same thing.
Why does everyone love Dooce? She closes her comments, doesn’t connect with her readers which = BITCH in my book
Just my opinion
#1
Looks like a fire hazard.
i’m pretty sure you met some chick from a contemporary art museum who suggested a gallery show featuring bossy’s bloggy renderings in photoshop too. right?
ohmygodohmygodohmygod! You watched dooce speak from behind a stack of heads?! Awesome.
I don’t need to meet Dooce. I’ve met Bossy.
I love that you drew Dooce’s purple tights. I’m going to try to make it to BlogHer next year and I hope to be able to see you behind a big stack of heads there.
Who is this Dooce of whom you speak? Why have I not heard of her? I read lots of blogs. Bossy is my fave, of course.
Bossy is the best accessorizer in the blogosphere-she has the best belts ever!
Someday Dooce will be begging Bossy to take her business card. I mean, can Dooce draw like that? You are talented beyond your years (assuming years help you accrue talent).
See, now I was gonna say that Bossy had the best skinny scarves ever….
Look! I think I might be “Third Head From the Right” in that keynote drawing! I feel validated, dammit.
I get the feeling that Dooce is embarrassed of her husband. I’ve watched a few videos, not impressed. But you, Bossy, do impress me.
hey! my card is in there somewhere! (well, assuming you kept it and didn’t just throw it away. that’s what i’m assuming.) however, i have nothing of interest to offer you in terms of jobs, sponsorships, or generally awesome opportunities, so my card is probably of little to no interest to you. except that maybe you think the fish are cute. yep, the cute fish in the bowls? that card is mine.
Pre-existing medical condition notwithstanding, does Bossy recall if she heard how a person can earn wages reading or commenting on blogs?
Alice Bradley looks a lot like Stockard Channing in GREASE.
Bossy, you should have been on stage! your blog has quickly become one of my favorites……Long live Bossy!!
Bossy, did you also meet someone willing to sponsor a certain S. CA blogger for a family vacation to Beaches…the one with the Sesame Street characters….if said blogger would blog about the fabulous vacation? If so, have them contact me please. xoxo
Oh come on! You had your own Dooce video. AG remembers it. AG remembers you when AG and Rebbe were the only folks who posted here. And look at you now!!
You’ve come a long way baby.
Oh Bossy don’t worry, one glorious and triumphant day YOU’LL be the one way up on stage and Dooce can crane her neck to see YOU from behind a stack of heads.
Bossy is the new Dooce!!!
We met last year at blogHer. And since I didn’t get to go this year, I figured I’d come back and say I was sorry not to have seen you again, even if you don’t rememebr me, and we only got to talk for like .5 seconds, because everything there was so crazy. I definitely would have looked for you again tihs year.
Shoot, that’s why we barely talked. My shoes sucked, but I swear my kids have awesome shoes.
And, uh, sorry about making you schlep that gargantuan chair ’round the bar.
I heart Bossy the best. Yup.
Sounds like Dooce did some serious PR douching during the festivities. Ooops.
Wow, as civilized as I am sure you all were I am surprised they let you all eat and drink traipsing through the store! (Ahem, have read a blogger or two that did make a few messes.) Looks like a great time though and happy to read your account of it.
Bossy rules!
me and carolynonine just want to pre-invite you to a cheap beer if ever we get over our 8th grade fear of going to BlogHer.
Whoa. I sort of scrolled through the post before I read it and thought, ‘Huh, that drawing looks kind of like me.’ Then I read through, and it _was_ me. Surreal.
It was really good to meet you and particularly to have first person singular exchanges with you.:) Next year Maggie demands that everyone have photos of themselves on their business cards. Please and thank you.
I love the drawing of Stephanie Klein. She’s my favorite! And I saw pics of her at the Cheeseburger Party, so I know she’s not stuck up like some of the other big bloggers.
bossy’s got skills. mad ones
I just found out that I should have a business card. Don’t know what good it will do an (accidentally) unmonetized blogger who will not be going to BlogHer, but I guess I’ll put it on the list.
My card is probably in that stack, but we didn’t get to officially meet. I was chatting it up with Mocha Momma when you came to my table during speed-dating. Love your writing and sense of humor… looking forward to reading more. Smiles!
Meeting you was all sorts of worth the long hot ride to Guy’s and contemplating that time we thought we were being taken to become hookers instead of a swag party.
Remember that time we thought we were being taken to be hookers instead of to an awesome party by some famous Asian man?
yea. That was awesome.
Wow. Um. Who’s actually Hawaiian and WHY IS THERE NO EDIT BUTTON.
goodlord.
aaahhhh.
i see now. i see now why gwendomama can’t get no bossy lovin.
i had neither the phrase ‘high powered company’, nor ’sponsor the bejesus out of you, you photo snapping nobody’ on my card.
THAT’s why.
Thank you.
I actually DO feel better.
Damn, Some of these woman are such bitches. Just because Dooce makes a lot of money is no reason to hate on her. I sent her my copy of her book and she autographed and sent it back. Can you imagine if she had to reply to all her e-mails. She does have to have a life also. your blog is great. glad to hear that you had a good time.
Thank God! Someone with brains spakes!
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