Dear Bloggers:

Well, the jig is up. I’ve seen you. I went to the Live at the Blogosphere and I have to say, you were, well, different than I imagined. It’s funny how you picture people and then meet them and they’re a little shorter? Pudgier? Dressed weird? I dunno, but You were different.

I admit I was late. Chinatown in Downtown LA might as well be Mars. I hope you didn’t get lost like me because asking people where “Chung King Street” is located is Very Humbling. Where is Chef Boy-ar-dee Lane?

You were a star, I’ll say that much. The place was packed. Outside was someone looking at the Webcast on a computer while someone else took a picture of them while I watched. I was watching someone take a picture of someone watching a webcast of something that was Ten Feet Away. All of this on the street where they filmed part of Bladerunner. That, of course, pretty much sums up Blogging.

You were riveting. People really don’t understand you, do they? They want you to be so many things - sex goddess, techno nerd, Newspaper Threat. You continue to be all those things and yet, you’re not.

You wear a turtle neck under a button down shirt under a blazer. You are predominately straight. You have more goo-gahs than I could shake a stick at. I counted more Palm Thingys than I could see at Best Buy. People were taking alot of notes which I bet will get them a Good Grade on the Test.

Me, I walked back to my Killer Parking Space and took a ciggie break. I came back and you were still there. You were distracted by alot of technical, in-the-know geek info but I could still see You. Innocent bystanders were outside asking “What is a Blog?” and I was proud.

You are bigger than They know. You are Evolution. You are the first, if small, step in Humans merging with Computers Who Rule The World. You are the first place we have Planted the Flag and claim as Land of Personality. Because of you, what it is to “know someone” is changed forever. Tonight was the frantic Villagers holding the Town Meeting to discuss the Alien Invasion.

Too late. You’re here. Ta-da. You walk among us. We bask in your other-worldly glow. We have never seen anything like You because You All come from Different Planets. You kick the time-space barrier’s butt. You spit out Resse’s Pieces and we eagerly waddle behind.

E.T., Blog Home.

x-h.

P.S. Thanks for the RCG. It was like High School again where I was Best Friends with the coolest, prettiest. Work. She could talk me into some Major Shit in a Heartbeat and how much did I love that? Mew-wah.
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