Last night, at about 4 in the morning, I decided to slack off and set my alarm for 10:30am. "Six and a half hours of sleep is going to hit the spot!" I said to the evil monkey who lives in my closet. The evil monkey said nothing to back, and so I drifted off into dreamworld. 11 and a half hours later, I woke up. For about 30 seconds, I staired at my clock reading 2:30 PM. "Damn it, now I have to get up and set my clock to read 10:30am." The evil monkey began to laugh hysterically from my closet. It was at tis moment, that I realized my clock wasn't a time machine.
Gradually, I came to understand that those numbers "2:30" meant something. It meant that I missed Wonkette, and Al Franken's talk... which is just as well. I'm not particularly interested in public personalities and celebrities; if the speaker feels a need to escape through the back of the building, than I could care less about what they have to say. I'm interested in the conversations, and the world changing minds at this conference.
Then suddenly it hit me, "I have an hour and 30 mins to get to the Dewey Awards ceremony", the monkey cackled in odd sort of forced way that was becoming of a bad actor. "Hope you win!", said the monkey.
I got to the awards ceremony with 15 mins to spare. To be honest, I was embarrased to be there. They introduced the nominees, and phrases such as, "Has raised tons of money to help underpriveledged youth get access to technology", or "Has worked for over 15 years, selflessly, to get at risk youth interested in the artistic possibilities of digital film making."Â Then, they introduced me as someone who helps "host" the progressive blog alliance. The ego in me wanted, to yell, "I was just being humble! I didn't want to put "founded, organized, maintains and keeps order" on the Progressive blog alliance's homepage! It would have looked egotistical!" But, I then I caught the delicious irony.