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Friday, July 02, 2010

EVO Conference - Day One - I Manipulate My Friends

I’m going to cut through the obvious suspense: I drove up to EVO conference in Park City without incident. People like to make a big deal out of my awesome driving skills, but I don’t think we should dwell on too many superlatives (makes me look like I have a deficit of humility.)

I wrote down a list of things I needed to bring on my trip. Write is a strong word. Emailed myself is a better way of expressing what actually happened. And, as is the case with most of my organizational efforts, I failed in the execution. This is a convoluted way of saying that I left my business cards at home. I cashed in all my favors with Tiffany, and asked her to to go to my house, find my cards in the vortex of refuse that is my desk, and drive them up to Park City. That she decided to make this drive at midnight is not my fault. I love her. (Stay tuned for more Tiffany on July 15th.)

At the opening dinner, I sat next to Phread and Stacie. (Side note: I can’t take catered events seriously after watching Party Down.) The server set a plate in front of me and one in front of Phread. I picked up her plate and scraped all the green olives off her chicken without saying a word to either of my dining companions. Listen, when you’re out to dinner with me I get to choose what you eat. And because Phread hates olives. I managed to contain my disruptive tendencies during the opening keynote. Honestly, this is Twitter’s number one job: distract me so I don’t make scenes in public. I’m like a toddler, I guess.

After dinner the party really got going with dueling pianos. Yes, they were talented, but I couldn’t help but collapse into giggles thinking up all the inappropriate songs they should play. The duelists had laptops on their pianos. They were looking at the lyrics. Isn't that cheating?

Later that night, I met my roommates in our huge suite: Kami, Allison, Marie, Helen, Jane, and AWOL Alma. This was when I was able to properly express my gushing love for Helen and her fantastic blog Tartelette. Well, I think it’s fantastic, people who are challenged by baked goods in box-form might be a smidge intimidated. (People! Don’t be! Also stop buying baked goods in box-forms because they taste mainly of cardboard and the death of your grandmother's soul!)

In a mind-control scheme that has me ready to take on the world, I manipulated all my roommates into adopting my sleep schedule: 2am-7:30am. When they actually arose at 7:30, I couldn’t believe it! And I was also annoyed! I don’t need to wake up at 7:30am! I am on a vacation/at a conference! Too late.

I would soon get my revenge.....

9 comments:

Patti said...

The Party Down reference made me laugh. A lot.

Stef said...

That crazy friend of yours...ha. Gonna check out those blogs.

~j. said...

Billy Joel. Elton John.

Raychill said...

Best dueling piano moments: Vanilla Ice and Snoop Dog. What's better than piano rap?

And p.s. your mind control powers had no effect on ME! I went to bed at 2 and woke up at 6! (and everyone in my room was cursing my name, I cursed the internet's name)

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Lucrecer said...

So glad I had the chance to meet you. You are one heck of an awesome woman!

Phoebe's Pretty Pictures said...

I would have needed to 2am to 2pm and nothing less.

this week for dinner - jane maynard said...

um, I'm pretty sure that first night was more like 4 am - 7:30 am, but who's keeping track? not me, obviously.

Helene said...

I had such a blast meeting everyone and rooming with you! The cherry on the cake was your workshop!
Little did you know I am a 3am-7am kind of gal...those extra 30 minutes were like vacation to me! Ahah!