Do Bloggers Really Exist?
23 10 2007I’ve always had a bit of a hunch that bloggers didn’t really exist. I hadn’t really developed this idea much further - leaving many unanswered questions like who was then actually writing all this stuff - but I figured it can’t actually be real people. I mean how do they find the time to write? How can they possibly lead such interesting lives when the most exciting thing to happen me in weeks is that I sweated a hell of a lot?
Anyways, my theory was shot to pieces this weekend when I finally met up with a real life blogger. I even pinched him to make sure he was real. It was after a few cocktails though so I’m fairly sure he didn’t notice. Come to think of it, I also had had a few cocktails so perhaps it wasn’t him that I pinched….
At any rate I had the honour to have Alan stay for the weekend which turned out to be a snowball of fun. And cocktails. I was on my almost best behaviour and resisted the temptation to teach him lots of offensive words in Dutch pretending that they were more innocent things like bread and train station. Or did I?…
What was fascinating to discover though is that it turns out you can really get to know someone from reading their blog as Alan was exactly what I was expecting. And my expectations were unreasonably high.
So if ever you find yourself doubting the existence of other bloggers I can assure you they exist - go meet some. Only real-life bloggers could get themselves thrown out of a first class carriage coming back from Amsterdam on the night train. Twice on the one night!
You know, I would have loved to convice you that I exist, too
Ah, next time.
It’s really funny how well you get to know people through blogs. If you read it accurately you can get better at it than most real life friends!
Oh bloggers exist alright Conrtje. Littlesapling is sailing close to the ind this morning with her “where do you blog?” posting. Next thing you know we’ll be inviting each other around for nuts and a lovely glass of Pinot Grigiot.
That’s wind
I don’t think it was me me you pinched Conor
And yes, the Dutch for Train Station is Lekker Lull …
I am real. I think!
lenfercest - me too! My real friends always give out to me when they found out something about me on my blog rather than in real conversation
73man - well nuts and wine sound absolutely splendid actually - Maybe a big Irish bloggers convention in NL this summer
ohh and don’t be blaming for any wind …
alan - hehe now where did you learn that - I left you alone for two minutes in that club and you manage to learn that???
i really do call people “sugar, darlin…all the time
hmmmm. are bloggers real? my husband insists that they’re all just a group of frat boys crowded around a computer in a dormitory, sniggering and pretending to be someone they’re not.
i hope you didn’t have drinks with a group of sniggering frat boys, conor. it sounds so unlike you.
A wise man said to me once “when you get a computer and start blogging we can be real friends”
Of course bloggers don’t exist. You don’t still believe that, do you? You’ll tell me you believe in Father Christmas next. Nick’s alleged blog is actually written by a specially programmed leprechaun in a shed near the Giant’s Causeway. As long as he’s plugged in, that is.
Alan? You never met Alan, that was just a hallucination from those extra-powerful magic mushrooms. Really, you’ll have to cut down a bit….
grannymar - try pinching yourself and let me know what happens
savannah - oh I’d just love to hear that in real life
laurie - of course that would be so unlike me. Or is it …. who can tell…
tallulahbloom - what an odd thing to say - clearly they must be one of those creative oddball geniuses that you hear about
nick - don’t be silly - I know the Giant’s Causeway doesn’t exist! Alan definitely does - I have a bottle of champagne in my fridge to prove it
So if Alan is real then you’re probably real too Conotje?..
@ Is it just me?
Yep, he’s real. And the two bloggers together? Well, that’s a very very REAL experience. It’s like watching live stand-up comedy for an entire weekend. My sides need stitching together again!
Laughing at us, or with us Jovica?
Bloggers are great aren’t they?.Just like real people only nicer.When we had that little meet up in Limerick it was like walking into a room full of old friends…..which is exactly what it was.
Hmmmm…blogmeet in NL eh? I’m in.
Almost all blogs are written by Old Knudsen…it’s true…..
Thanks! I was never really sure I existed until now. What a relief.
Manuel: LOL
Sshhh, Manuel, keep quiet or Knudsen’ll be sending me another bloody invoice. I haven’t paid the last one yet.
I’m so jealous of your fun weekend!
What a great weekend. Cocktails and bloggers! Legendary Stuff.
ya’ll are just too damn funny! i’m still trying to figure out a way to meet up with the hangar queen in d.c. getting to nl is too damn complicated
I don’t exist. I’m just your worst nightmare…
is it just me? - this would indeed appear logical but what really is real at the end of the day. Really I mean ….
jovica - liar - those stiches are needed from your enthusiastic dancing to the Nolan sisters
alan - I was wondering the very same thing
HQ - still blue I missed that - The one NL will have to be bigger and better hehe
manuel - graet, finally I have someone to direct all the complaints to
primal - you shoudl have asked sooner - anything else I can help you out with??
beth - next time you come too!
medbh - mind you cocktails and just about anything is a sure fire winner in my book
savannah - complicated? Nothing complicated about NL
hidh - that is absoluely no true, I won’t hear of it! - you’re my favourite nightmare.
When the next time comes around I’ll check back in before imposing myself on anyone!
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