November 20, 2004

Sydney Grogblogging - The Morning After!

Last night was the night - and I’ve gotta say, it was so unexpectedly ace! But my thoughts are muddled and I’m on my way to all day breakfast and coffee up the road, so I’ll just jot down some random thoughts about the night.

• It started in a shithouse fashion when I discovered Vodafone had banned outgoing calls on my phone due to a fuck up on their end. Tops. So when I had begun my journey into the city and poor old Dave Murray messaged me asking for directions, I could only stare at my screen and look worried and guilty. What if he got lost in the big smoke? What if he ended up a rent boy? Did I not see this very thing happen in a telemovie on the Hallmark Channel recently?
• But then The BeeGee’s Jive Talkin’ came on the radio as my cab went over the Harbour Bridge, and I felt sort of pumped. Then we drove by a Luis Guzman look alike and I was positively raring to go!
• Darp looked delightful in his sexy-fitting Pandagate shirt, and certainly won a few (blokes) hearts. A few crazy people’s hearts too! And mine, naturally. Bless him!
• Agent Fare Evader was adorable - and passionate about transport! He also loves the ladies, and was the top pick in the slightly older womenfolk’s “If I were five years younger…” lust list. Oh, and someone out there needs to shag him. I think you know who you are!
• Name tags were par for the course, and how lucky we were to not just have Miranda Airey-Branson popping into Grogblogging, but also her beloved steed Moving Pictures!
• Attempts to secretly put a name tag on Dan Boud’s back saying “Ms Fits” failed when more bloggers than ever expected in a million years had turned up and we were all out of labels!
• Five tequilas on an empty stomach later, it seemed a good idea to… erm… Franscesca Willis myself a little. Damn you Boud, you are so the sleazy photographer to my Serena Bishop! I heart you.
• La Nadine + Red Betty Black + Teeth + G-String = Future Grogblogging Poster. Hott.
• Back to Darp - ladies and gentlemen, a lucky few can confirm (and may well have pictorial evidence, depending on how the shots come out) that the man does indeed shave his balls. Debauchery - don’t you love it?!
• I taught Mikey Moo Cow how to drink tequila - woo! But not before the bartender checked his ID - oh, the curse of being a fresh faced youngster!
• So from memory (slightly hazy in a classy way), I got to have great ol’ chats to Mark Latham, Nicole1980, Portekgirl (sorted the link out - and thanks for the tequila!), Nadstown, The Boud, Easy Tiger, Red Betty Black (come back soon!), Agent Fare Evader, The MooCow, The Daily Flute, Philip Gomes (I can’t believe I asked if he was “Left or Right” - I am such a dick!) and heaps more folks. I probably only met 30% of the people there, and if I didn’t get around to bonding with you, I apologise. Unfortunately I couldn’t quite tell who was part of the blogging crew and who wasn’t, and I didn’t want to embarrass myself by going up to complete strangers and saying “So, what’s your blog?” - hellooooooooo, tech geek!
• I now recollect touching Nadine’s arse… a lot… Did you enjoy it? Please, do not sue me for assault! I couldn’t bear it again!
• Back to photos, there were far too many fucking cameras there. I spent half the night holding my backpack up in time to foil yet another attempt to direct a lense in my direction! If I see any of these pics on the web, why I’ll… (shakes fist in suitably irate fashion). Of course, if you’d like to send IN some pics for us to put online on a Very Special Grogblogging Swimsuit Edition Pictorial Site, please email them to me here.
• When I got home, I began to suspect that my attempts to be friendly and chirpy might have come across a bit, oh I don’t know, hyperactive loser? And I also wondered if I might have spent a little too long trying to convince Nadine and Boud that BMX Bandits is the best Australian film ever. Please, everyone, like me! I’m needy! I’m a sensitive Piscean! I’ll change, you just tell me how!
• And I’m spent!

But it was a tops night, and I dare say there will be another organised for probably late January\February. Meanwhile, us Sydney kids wait excitedly to hear reports from the somewhat planned Melbourne Grogblog-festival!

Later… In celebration of the excellent Sydney Grogblogging night, I have decided to flagrantly break copyright law and put an mp3 up for the next 48 hours. There’s only one song that sums up the night for me - that’s right, download BeeGee’s Jive Talking right now! Actually, it doesn’t really sum up the night since I don’t think anyone actually indulged in jive talkin’, and the tune was never played at The Clock but I couldn’t help but download buy the song this morning after grooving to it in the cab, and I CANNOT STOP DANCING! Is this the greatest song ever recorded? The short answer is, of course, yes.

Posted by Jess at November 20, 2004 12:11 PM
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