Thoughts, Raves & Outright Beatings

I was going back and forth about whether to post of my whereabouts in May or not, just because of this irrational fear that someone may try to find me in such a place (don’t try to figure out what that means), but what the hey?

The hubster and I are going to Ireland for a couple of weeks.  Leave May 5, return May 16th.   Exposition trip, more than a vacation, as we’ll be mostly hanging out in Dublin and exploring possible options in the area. But I’ve planned some fun for us - a pub crawl one night during our first week, a Saturday in Galway, and if we can afford it, a Tuesday in Cork.  I hope.

I don’t know about full-scale blogging, but I’ll definitely be twittering.  Hopefully, should the hotel’s wireless range be strong enough, or even exist to begin with, I’ll be posting some pictures or even a video or two.   We’ll be staying in the Ballsbridge area so expect to see a lot of pictures of South Dublin, if I do get to post them while we’re there (I’m damn well not telling you what hotel we’re staying at! :p )

I’ve already gotten some scant spare change in Euros (one place here charged me $450 for 250 Euros - I eventually discovered I had been ripped. DAMN!), and will probably take my entire paycheck with me when we finally fly out.  

I may even take some CDs (once I get them from Discmakers) and sneakily drop them off at a few coffeeshops while we’re there.  Who knows?

I’m excited and scared.  International traveling isn’t what it used to be.  I don’t care to be mistaken for some terrorist because I carry my Zoom H4 recorder pretty much everywhere I go.  I’m sure one could do worse than travel in Ireland, but I don’t care to end up penniless after two days because I miscalculated my exchange rate in paying for something that ended up costing me MUCH more than expected.  I’m, frankly, stupid like that.

OTOH, I haven’t been to Europe in 17 years.   I’m overdue for another visit.  Even if it’s to a country I’ve never been before.   I’m sure it can’t be too hard to get around in.

Damn, but I’m too set in my ways…wish me luck.

I’ve been following the development of Twitter for the last few months.  Actually, development doesn’t even begin to describe it.  It’s, like, the new Myspace, y’know.

Anyway, I recently received two emails from twitter staying that I now had people “following” me.  Great.  I checked one of them out.  Primarily discusses marketing your blog for fun and profit.  Seems real.  No big deal.

Then, the other person…all his twitters were regenerations of emailing on losing weight, penis enlargement. et.al.

The Twitter “Help” FAQ showed me how to block that sucker.  I mean, puleeeeeze!  Can’t a girl catch a break?

In the meantime, one of the Twitterers I follow, TechCrunch, seems to have some major flaming going down among his followers (or blockers).  Apparently, he called a couple of fellow tech bloggers out, and, er, one of them didn’t take it too well (or didn’t take to well watching his friend get “asassinated”; hey it happens).  TechCrunch also posted about TwittEarth, where you can see locations of other folks twitting in “real time”.  Cool concept, but that Flash world model makes me kinda woozy looking at it everytime someone from half a world away “twitters”.

Also, that tag line’s got to go. Yeah man, I’m a “Live Twitt”. NIIIIIIIIIIICE…