Location

... meeting the crew of Rochester Turning, shooting the shit with Azi, finally meeting hand-crusher Liz Benjamin and driving back to the city with Michael, Paul and Phillip.

Especially the driving with the guys. I laughed so hard I think I broke my Poughkeepsie.

As much as I like having access to events and people who make what we call the status quo, it takes me a while to take in all the people's faces, rants, raves, ticks and tocks; especially if I don't know them on or offline.

Let's say is my way of being polite I like to ponder all the newness in an attempt to ... believe it or not ... make no knee-jerked judgements.

But they're coming.

On the other hand, meeting my colleagues and finally putting a face to the words I have been reading for months and/or years is always an immediately welcomed treat.

With other bloggers and journalists, I do get to be judgemental right away, no filters, no holds bar. I get to unleash the bitch and the momma immediately and with no velvet rope to hold them back.  read more »