A red caterpillar dropped out of the air and onto our table while our panel was speaking at BlogHer. The little creature pulsed forward across the tablecloth towards the damp spot left by the water pitcher, with the grace of a belly dancer, and the confidence of certain stardom.
She was admired, mo-blogged, podcast, and removed from the room on the top of an index card and Ms. Jen, Mrs. Kennedy, and I went back to talking about blogs as art vs. blogs as galleries or containers for art.
The day, like yesterday, contained so many conversations. Ideas sparked, and burst into being. Last year I attended the conference remotely, listening to podcasts during the fall as they became available, while I was walking to and from work. That gave me a great taste of the event, but nothing matches the serendipity and excitment of face-to-face meeting.
When the podcasts for the conference become available, I'll link to them, and if you are interested in women and blogging - think seriously about making your way to BlogHer'07.