I love Halloween like other people love Valentine’s Day. Or their Birthday. Or any day when people give you gifts and profess undying love.
I love Halloween because you get to wear costumes. Fake hair. Fake eyelashes. Fake glasses. Fake teeth. Sparkles, tulle, cowboy hats, crowns, hoop skirts, eye-patches, alien heads… whatever.
So when I found out there was a WordPress blogging camp in Philadelphia? AND it was Halloween themed? I absolutely planned to wear a costume.
Because costumes are awesome.
The only reason I didn’t wear one was because I spent the entire previous day driving to and from New York City to do something exhausting… and I could barely drag myself out of bed Saturday morning in time to put makeup on and look un-scary.
I love you, makeup.
I did have time to don my cat-eye glasses… so that I would not stand out as the lone idiot not awesome enough to wear a costume to WordCamp.
What’s that on the side there? That’s my disco skull.
Marvel at my DIY skills.
There are limited options for costume-wearing when you’re an adult. And I was sad that I was squandering one. Until I GOT there.
And no one else was wearing a costume.
NO ONE.
Hello? WordCamp? Were you trying to kill me of embarrassment?
I nearly showed up in full Betty Draper regalia. Do you understand what that would have done to my mental state?
Below is a photo from the WordCampPhilly Twitter feed. I didn’t take it, but delightfully, I am in it. You can see me on the right— fanning myself to recover from the horror of nearly being the only person dressed in a purple crinoline… Something I would have never gotten over.
It would have been one of those life-events you remember forever. The ones that pop into your head at inopportune times and make you cringe with residual shame… The kind of thing that makes you blush bright-red, even though you are alone in your basement five years later, cleaning up cat vomit and no one else on the planet even remembers.
I have a couple of those. Most of them are old. But somehow? They have not lost their bite… Especially the way they sneak up on you out of the blue.
This year, I made a new one. Every time I think of it, I want to punch myself.
So, I’m INCREDIBLY GLAD this wasn’t another one.
P.S.— My newly-minted, horrifying-idiocy was on August 24th. So if you’re crediting yourself with being the person who helped me out with that, you can go ahead and check your calendar to be sure.
Gratuitous photo of me getting in my car to leave WordCamp and realizing I forgot to take actual pictures of WordCamp. Yes—I look a little rabid. But it’s what I have to work with.
I know you can’t tell, but this was supposed to be a post about what I learned at WordCamp.
And if you’re a blogger, maybe you’re interested in my notes… so I tried to organize them into something well-edited and helpful.
I spent nearly half an hour trying, before I gave up. And instead, decided to show you a picture of this awesome t-shirt they gave me.
Besides, this is not a tech blog. So I’m really not obligated to write any kind of coherent review of the material.
Most of what they talked about was highly technical, totally over my head, and not that interesting. Unless you are technically-inclined, in which case it was like the most interesting thing you could possibly think of.
If you’re curious—you should find your own WordCamp. Don’t forget, that if you’re like me—still blogging on wordpress.com, vs. wordpress.org, most of what they cover isn’t stuff you can apply.
But it definitely gives you an appreciation for both options. Part of me absolutely wants to switch from .com to .org. I love bells and whistles and shiny things.
On the other hand, I loathe responsibility. And I am incredibly distractible. The last thing I need is another random, highly detailed, overwhelming project that actually turns out to be a way to avoid writing.
- Related Post: my first blogging seminar.
Love, love, love your description of Recurring Mortification Syndrome. Yep. We are old friends, RMS and I. And I’m with you. Love shiny blogging things, hate the responsibility of maintaining it all. Which is why I left Responsible Blogging with .org and came back to the usual .com blog. Now if only I could figure out how to get that icon in my URL bar…
P.S. You’re awesome.
Wahhahahaha—that’s the sound of me laughing and crying.
I read your comment and experienced that twist of jealousy where someone does your writing one better… WHY I did not think to name the syndrome??
Go to your dashboard>settings> there should be a link in the right upper corner for a blog icon picture? Mine took a few days to actually start showing up after I uploaded it.
LOL You’re too fun. And thank you. I will hie me hence and see if I, too, can Master the Icon.
I wish there was a way for me to show you how hard I laughed. And at this comment too. Are you goin gto tell us what your new RMS from this year is?
Lord no. Well. Maybe if I run out of other things to blog about. It’s not like it isn’t an awesome story… if you’re not me.
It’s a rainy Monday morning and I have a pile of work on my desk, but I’m smiling because of you! (BTW, the cat eye glasses are fabulous!)
Lol… thanks.
I will be sure to show you the purple crinoline… it’s just as awesome as the glasses!
Victoria,
Why on earth did Word Press call it a Halloween themed class? I can totally relate to embarrassing incidents that never leave your memory…I have more that a few. Your cat glasses were the nod to Halloween and looked great on you, thank goodness you weren’t in costume, right?
Since you rank as one of the smarter people I know (by way of virtual knowing) I am glad you let me know a Word Press class might not help all that much. I operate blind and only create posts with pictures that are placed exactly the same each time because my feeble brain cannot figure out how to make a gallery or any other possible tool word press offers.
Love the disco skull…does it light up?
Karen
I’m not smart in *any* of the ways that tech-blog-people are smart… I can read and follow instructions fine, but I have NO curiosity about web design, so my brain goes immediately to frustration, rather than problem-solving.
I’m sure that you would learn at least a few things that you found helpful. Even if it’s just a greater understanding of some part of your blog… Also, I randomly happened to sit next to someone that I had about nine-unlikely-things-in-common with, so making a new, local blog-buddy was fantastic. You would really like her… if for no reason other than she blogs about etiquette, and she just visited the Mrs. John L. Strong stationary boutique, which seems like something you’d appreciate. But also because she shared ALL of the things we talked about in our emails.
It was *incredibly* nice to have a real conversation, in person! I actually thought of you, and how much you would have enjoyed that part of the day…
How fun! Maybe I’ll look at the link you provided to see when there might be a session near me. How did you know I love etiquette…my grandmother bought me a Letitia Baldridge book on etiquette. I used to study up, but now there are so many who think it’s lame I don’t sweat the small stuff anymore. I still try to be kind and courteous but I never think poorly of someone when isn’t as kind, unless it’s where blogging is concerned.
lol
Karen
Mmm. How did I know? You just reek of etiquette. LOL…
uh oh.
NO! That was totally a joke! You know this right?
Lol, yes, I may be extra polite (not sure this is a factual statement) but I love a joke.
Okay… first you look fantastic and I love the glasses! I could almost feel the flush of red come to my face when I read the sentence “and no one else was wearing a costume”! I’m not sure if I would have made it through that… but YOU ROCK for letting that one just brush right off you. Honestly I think it’s awesome that you go to those… and maybe you should wear a costume EVERY time. It could get you some serious attention. People will be like “man, that chick is awesome… lets check out her blog!”. HA HA HA! or at least wear the glasses… cause they are too much fun!
Okay, I have to put my two cents in here…. wordpress.org is just as easy as wordpress.com. It will never keep you from writing or from seriously loving your blog. It’s awesome! And if YOU want to move…Victoria… I will help with the whole thing and you’ll see how easy it is. I’m serious. I think you’d love it. Once you get your theme and plug-ins just the way you like it the rest is just smooth sailing. Seriously now.. the offer stands. Either way, your posts are always fun and I look forward to them every week.
It is incredibly generous of you to make such an offer. And I may take you up on it at some point.
Prior to going to the WordCamp, I tried to set up MAMP? I assume you know what that is, but explain for anyone reading comments, that it’s a way of using the .org software on you computer without having a webserver host it.
I was in a rush, trying to do seventeen things at once, and I could not figure out how to actually get it to work. I was so frustrated I could have thrown the computer out the window. Even though that has never once worked…
And I HATE that feeling pretty much more than any other. That specific frustration and stress of confusion of why something refuses to function as you think it should… even though what you think is clearly wrong.
And that’s what’s holding me back. I’m trying to avoid that hair-tearing-out aggravation. Also, my confidence in my understanding of the nuts and bolts is shaky. I’d like to feel like I’m not teetering on the edge of plunging my blog into chaos.
Oh yes, I’ve used MAMP and XAMPP and xampp is my favorite. The MAMP was very temperamental and I too found myself frustrated. I would use it for several months and then it would just NOT connect to the database out of the blue. I’ve never had that with xampp and the directions are much easier to install. You might try that instead.
I totally understand why people don’t want to make the move but once you get settled it’s no different than your .com blog. There’s even a plugin that connects to your .com account that allows you to keep many of the .com features in dashboard. Oh the things you could do!!!
I’m currently setting up two sites for clients and having lots of fun with it. I also write a manual for them so they know exactly what to do. I’m sure you would actually enjoy it. But I totally understand why that might be overwhelming. I really do.
I’m pretty sure my issues with MAMP were based in my own ignorance, but I am happy to blame them on possible issues with the program instead. Without a background in this stuff, it is INTIMIDATING. And once the frustration sets in, you don’t know where to turn.
I did get the websites of some local meet-up groups… and some training classes in Philly. It’s something I’d like to know more about, although of course finding time isn’t easy. But I’m impressed by the scope of the community and the sheer number of people getting together to talk about nothing but WordPress.
I’m sorry I’m still trying to wipe the tears of laughter out of my eyes. If you ever go to a conference and decide to dress up in a costume, that would require a video never mind photos. Scarred for life would be an understatement. I get it. I feel that way if I try to walk in heels. Which is never.
I like that skull. I like the disco balls. I marvel at your DIY skills.
So the conference was about .org more than .com. Where was I go give the speech of “Stuff no warned me about going self hosted including how much alcohol to stock up for long conversations with tech support”.
It was 100% about .org, and your presentation was sorely missed. By the time I left, my brain was so fried, I had stopped paying attention. I came home and Paul was like—how was it? And I was like, it was great… now please do not speak to me for an hour. I need absolute silence.
Scarred for life is the phrase I should have used up in my description… had I showed up in costume… I cannot even think about how narrowly I avoided such humiliation.
Now that you’ve settled into .org. And theoretically grasped some of the finer points? Does it feel as simple as .com?
It is as simple as .com except if you put in the wrong plug in, your world could implode. It’s literally all about the plug in’s. You want a new widget? Get a plug in. You want stats? Get a plug in? You want to find what links don’t work? Get a plug in. It’s endless. Which is great b/c your options to design and control are endless. But if you don’t know CSS or your way around web design fairly well, one plug in could counter an already installed one and suddenly you can’t see your paragraphs anymore on your main page and have no idea how to fix it. Hence why I am of the advocacy that you get a good friend and a case of beer and say I will pay you in friendship devotion if you be my web person for the duration of my blog.
One thing I have started to notice is all the stay at home moms that have blogs that make it look like it’s a hobby and super easy, also have a fine print in their footer that usually reads “Site designed by” and it ain’t them. Duly noted.
Yes. They covered that—how plugins are AWESOME. Until one has an allergic reaction with the others and you have no idea why…
I need to find a teenager who wants to be my tutor. There were some kids there on Saturday. I mean KIDS. Like maybe they were thirteen? I would have asked them if they wanted to make some money, but they were clearly so much cooler than me, I was afraid to talk to them.
I like the shirt they gave you….oh, and the striped jacket you’re wearing. I love stripes! Um, I must be a blogging idiot because I have no idea what the difference between wordpress.com and wordpress.org is??
I love stripes too… Especially navy and cream. And I was pretty pleased with the t-shirt. I have a collection of tees from all kinds of places and now I’m always disproportionately happy to get another one.
Not an idiot at all… there’s not necessarily any reason you should know the difference. .COM—what you and I use, is hosted by wordpress.com, is free and easy… but also doesn’t let us alter the format of our blogs very much outside of say color or background or theme we chose.
.ORG on the other hand is the actual software from wordpress. And you can change it and gussy it up anyway you want… assuming you have the ability. They don’t host it for you, and every part of building it and maintaining the blog is up to you.
Ahh I see. Well, that all sounds too complicated for me. I’ll leave .org to the experts.
Firstly, I didn’t know there was a wordpress.org. I will investigate tomorrow. had the almost same situation with 2 of my daughters when party mother changed the plan and party became NON dress up. My girls arrived as Tigger and Tinkerbelle and handeled the whole thing much better than I did.
Good on your girls for not crawling back into the car and hiding (like I would have done). But, if you think about it, it’s clearly superior to go somewhere as Tinkerbelle, as opposed to just being a normal person…
.ORG is like building your own house—you get to pick everything from the tile to the lampshades. But you have the responsibility of paying the taxes and making sure it doesn’t catch fire.
.COM is like renting an apartment. We never have to mow the lawn or worry that the roof is leaking. But we also can’t improve the kitchen or knock out any walls. (which is possibly overrated anyway?)
Given a monent’s consideration I’d rather spend the money and effort on a HANDBAG, I think……
Right? So wise.
You look mahvelous… and would have totally pulled off the costume. (Though I’m glad you didn’t have to… nobody so sweet should have to suffer unnecessary embarrassment.)
As for the seminar? Honestly… I feel like my blog is taking too much time from my regular life. I’m thinking about sitting back and taking a break. Do you relate to this? I’d be curious what your take is on striking the right balance.
And I thought of you today! Drove past a house with an old enamel cookstove for sale on the front lawn. It was white and not too rusty. Pretty lines. And only $35!!! Of course, we have nowhere to put an antique cookstove. Also, of course, I had to call the number and attempt to buy it.
Fortunately? It already had a taker.
I was a little disappointed. I’d already begun thinking about all the hard work I could put into restoring it.
Lord. Yes. This blog is eating my life.
Actually? That’s not accurate. I waste an enormous amount of time on random crap on the Internet that is vaguely related to this blog, but is NOT actually writing on MY blog. I am actually dismayed at the disproportionate amount of quality thought vs. absolute crap I spend my time on.
That will be my next blog post if I can force myself to focus long enough to actually form thoughts as opposed to jumping around with Internet-inflicted ADD.
You may be different. You post far more frequently than I do. And they’re usually pretty long, so you ARE actually writing more… and you may have greater impulse control.
If I were doing nothing but writing on this blog, I would be thrilled with myself. It’s the accessories that go with it.
I went and searched for a contact page on your site… and umm? Apparently you do not wish me to contact you to tell you ALL of my most lengthy thoughts on this subject. Really? Why not?
See? I’m so in over my head, I can’t even properly set up the contact page. I’ll do that … if I can figure it out… because I want to hear more from you.
And I feel my posts are frequently blech. Just not so well-conceived or executed. Just ramblings. I think yours are always interesting and well-written… which is why you’re the one whose advice I’d like to have.
I look forward to that next post… and will now attempt to fix my contact page. Because that’s way more important than listening to Obama and Romney discuss foreign policy issues.
I watch the debates via the filter of Bill Maher’s facebook page. It is the only way I can control spontaneously combusting.
There are things I have to say about this experience that I wouldn’t share in a public forum. But at the same time, I don’t know how to write a post about it without actually saying what I think. Also, no doubt if I feel this way, lots of other people do too…
I love your blog. Your humor is right up my alley. And you are actually WRITING. Which most people are not. Or, at least not stuff I want to read. Plus, I’m inundated with restoration-blogs and house crap and decorating mindlessness. So I would be sad to lose your corner of blog world. But I can ALSO understand how it can start to feel like you are trading your one, only, precious life… to interact with strangers on the Internet… And when examined objectively, that is pretty stupid.
Oh, I feel your potential embarrassment soooo much. When I was a kid, I was in Girl Scouts. And there was some sort of costume dress up for a meeting night thing. I dressed up as we were supposed to, walked in and…no one else was dressed up. The troop leader’s daughter “forgot” to call me and tell me we weren’t dressing up. I have not dressed up for anything since then and it was almost twenty years ago. My husband goes to a costume party every year, but I don’t think I could make it out the door in a costume without throwing up.
Anyway, I’m glad you didn’t go in costume because it looks like you had an awesome time. You look great!
Oh… groan. Sometimes being a kid is so not fun. No doubt you have a special place in your heart for that girl and her “forgetfulness”. I guess that was your “thick skin” badge. Or maybe your “scarred for life” badge…
That’s the kind of memory that makes me so glad to not be young anymore. Whenever I have nostalgia for high school or something, I always remind myself that actually, it really wasn’t all that fun.
ha ha! you really dodged a bullet – I too, would have been mortified if I’d been the only one in a full costume. And I know ALL about those embarrassing moments that plague you for years and come rushing back to you at the weirdest times.
I love wearing costumes – a few years ago Rob and I flew to Seattle on Halloween night – Rob wore some outlandish sunglasses and I just wore devil ears, but it satisfied my need to be goofy. I thought for sure there would be other people at the airport in costume or at least some goofy hats, but nada! Zip! Nobody! Nothing! Not true – we did see one worker with alien antennae and I almost hugged her – but loosen up people, reconnect with your inner child. Have some fun! Celebrate silliness! ha! okay, enough Halloween ranting.
BTW, that T-shirt is pretty cool. And so are your cat eyes
I went to a SEO class last year – it was only relevant to .org peops…interesting but I couldn’t implement much of it…
To borrow Stacey’s phrase—you went to spam jail. Apparently Askismet thought you wanted to sell me outlandish (knock-off) sunglasses or satanic headwear. Or possibly a way to hug aliens?
An entire airport on Halloween with no costumes? That’s kind of creepy in and of itself. The dress up element is so fun, I never understand why people forgo it, or just aren’t interested. Like, hello? How do you not see the appeal of wearing shiny red horns?
Halloween IS my birthday, so I love it doubly! Good job on the inadvertent ass-saving… that would have been embarrassing indeed!
AHH! You are incredibly lucky!! I was always envious of the kids who got to have Halloween-themed parties. It just seemed so unfair. I mean, there is NO better party than a costume party!
Hahaha so true, my birthday parties were fantastic. I used to decorate our breakfast/dining room with dozens of witches and other halloween creatures and started making them every year in September. When I was really young I kind of thought everyone got presents on Halloween, it was kind of weird when I realised that some people didn’t think it was a big deal.
I’m of the firm opinion we should trade one of the other major holidays for a second Halloween. One that ALWAYS occurs on a Saturday. This weekday business is nonsense!!
It is, isn’t it? Thanks to it being on Wednesday I’m having to choose between going to a party that is ridiculously difficult to get to and from or just having a quiet, costume-free Halloween/birthday this year – which is really not on! I like your solution.
Did you decide? We are supposed to have terrible weather here for Halloween… very disappointing!!
Yeah I’ve decided to go to the party – my boyfriend has access to a car so that helps an awful lot! That sucks, I think we’re going to have rain in the morning but it’ll clear up later, which is pretty good going for October in Ireland.
You are adorable and I love the glasses!!
As soon as you said no one was wearing a costume I immediately thought of that scene in Legally Blonde where Reese Witherspoon shows up dressed as a Playboy Bunny. At least if you showed up in full Betty Draper, your tush would’ve been covered. See… it can ALWAYS be worse.
I didn’t think of that. But yes. So, so, so, yes. Not to mention how I would have been incredibly uncomfortable sitting around in the bunny tail all day.