I have to break some news to you.
I do not own a laptop or an iPhone.
This is important to note because as of tomorrow I will be without internet access for seven days during my trip to California. SEVEN DAYS. I am going to do my best to not “borrow” anyone’s computer because honestly, there is a piece of me that is looking forward to this experiment of being without the world wide web. Certainly the irony is not lost on me that I am attending a blogging conference and yet, will not be blogging. I am sure to return with a month’s worth of post ideas and 15 bajillion photos- all of which I may just force you to endure in post after post until you scream out ENOUGH ALREADY and throw a pencil at me.
Do people even use pencils anymore?
Alright, alright! I solemnly swear to not ramble on for an entire week about my California adventure when I get back. Unless. . . you really want me to. Remember the magic word.
I have my packing list but have not yet packed. By the end of today I will have run all my errands and printed out all my schedules and confirmations and directions. My phone will be charged and my iPod fully loaded. I have extra batteries for my crappy digital camera so I can take 12,000 pictures. Of drunk bloggers, San Francisco, my friends, the ocean and all the food and drink I consume. Or of me with drunk bloggers in San Francisco by the ocean eating clam chowder. A picture is worth a thousand words. Don’t you forget it.
So all this is to say, I won’t be around for a week. I won’t be reading your blogs or posting on mine. I won’t be answering emails. I won’t know what in the hell is going on with you and I’m sad about that but then I think about the ocean and California and seeing all my old friends and meeting new ones and I forget. . . who are you again? Oh, come on. . . I am kidding! You know I love you more than my luggage.
My trip is packed from start to finish. I have sent off my itinerary to all my friends in California (and they’ve still agreed to meet up with me). Starting with Marnacakes and Supple Wednesday, then Bird and RaeRae Thursday followed by a bunch of BlogHer then Saturday night with Dumpling and Jersey Girl. Sunday is my family reunion at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk where I will get to see most of my relatives (think loud, Irish clan that freckles & burns consuming chocolate dipped ice cream cones), ride the Giant Dipper (my favorite!) and see my Mom, Tomato and Androol. Monday until I return home Tuesday I will get to hang out with Angelou and Mikey & Meagan at their new house.
After hearing all that is it any wonder that I plan on returning home exhausted, probably needing a new liver and 36 hours of uninterrupted sleep? I imagine that when I check my google reader I will become so overwhelmed with the 1957 feeds that I will be forced to hit “read all” and cry a little inside. But you will forgive me, won’t you? We’re close like that.
I’ll see you next week, my friends.
P.S. If you’re following me on Twitter. . .I apologize in advance.