On Conferences
Lots of conference activity these days. Well, probably not more than usual, but more on-my-radar than usual. First bloggerCon (which a friend attended), then foo camp (which I have no presumption of belonging at), AOIR Toronto (which a friend is attending), and then this conference (which again I have no presumption of belonging at). It sucks not being an expert enough on something, or not doing a research project on something, or not being friends with important-enough people, etc. to be able to go to these conferences, have something to speak on, have some cutie notice how smart-but-awkward I might be, approach me, yadda yadda yadda, house in the suburbs with two and a half kids. But having described the scenario and having yadda yadda'd over the best part, it won't ever happen. It does happen though, and it only happens when you're not looking.
But not looking is hard. Really fucking hard. And it's even harder when people flaunt the fact that it's easy for them to get some, or even worse, pretend to be most about how much succcess they're having when I'm having none. At least there are proven steps to follow in order to never get laid, and I've already done a rather good job at following them before even knowing those steps existed.
The point of this entry was lost during the time it took to boot up my computer and fire up my browser. Oh well, as if you would have learned anything new.
