"If love is against the law (listen I don't know) gotta change the way it's going down" - De La Soul, Itzsoweezee (Hot)
I should know this already because, hell, I hang out with ladies of their ilk all the time but the defamer.com cocktail party last night presented quite the truism: LA lady bloggers are smart and funny and super-cute. The dudes, to a man, are interesting folks but, I'm saying, damn. Can a negro hug you one more time and trade instant messenger names with you like the blog nerds we are?
The Diva Living (aka TV's Best Bets) made me her plus one and we rolled into The Friars Club of Beverly Hills right at 7pm. We were a couple of the early few. There was a familiar face at the bar but I couldn't immediately place her so I feigned ignorance as we signed in and grabbed our free drinks (Big ups to Gawker Media for the open bar. I'll take 5 Ketel Sodas thankyouverymuch). We sat down with an accented gentleman who inquired heavily into the root of this site's name and as I considered him, silently judged him you might say, I started to guess that he was Luke Ford who may or may not be back. It was. I was frightened. I saw someone who I may or may not have recognized from the odd internet photo and so we made our way back to the bar for more strong drinks and loud talking so that someone might notice us because, hey, I'm a blog celebrity damnit. Why didn't I wear my Big Hollywood Incognito Sunglasses so that people would know I wanted to be disturbed?
We loud talked near the people I thought I knew and it was indeed the lovely Megan and the Solomonster (soon to be married) of Overeducated and Underemployed (and Employee of the Month). She gave the quick scoop on who else was in attendance. This was very exciting because we have off and on for the past few months talked about getting together at valley spots we both frequent (Mexicali and Jinky's) to break bread. Now, we're sharing drinks and it's divine. She pointed out Kerry who I'm starting to put two and two together about how I know who she is and what her domain name is. We're so nerds.
I didn't mingle as much as I should but did meet Koganuts and LA Voice and one half of Franklin Avenue and some of the TVGasm boys and, of course, The Defamer. Nick Denton was there but while I kept suggesting to Megan that we should go up to him and announce that we are professional bloggers and that he should pay us money, I never actually did it. Boi from Troy asked me if I was Armstrong Williams and/or Jayson Blair. I quickly escaped back inside.
Really, I should just talk to Kerry, the formerly So Says I and She B Mo and their friend because, I'm saying, blog ladies are mad hot and can help a brotha bum cigarrettes for others. The fugging it up ladies were also there and there are indeed some fashion victims as well but we don't much judge them. We're all enjoying this mixture of the virtual and the real and even though I wish everyone had their website printed on their backs and I have this intense desire to pop out my sidekick and IM or email people I'm sitting in the room with and go, "I just met you. We should chat later. LOL!" It's not really that odd at all.
But y'all better recognize me in the future, damnit. And, please, no pictures.