There’s a Bloggers’ Bash tomorrow night, Wednesday, December 21 at Quetzal at 668 Union. Anyone who writes a blog, LiveJournal, MySpace or similar is invited.
In preparation for the event, I went out and read some of the other Memphis blogs. You know, it’s funny, they talk about actual useful stuff. Like, some of them tell you what’s going on around town, and some of them offer commentary on the news and politics. And then there’s mine, where the typical entry is something like, “Tonight I went to the Saucer, and on the way there, this bum begged me for money, and once I got there I drank some beer, and there were these Romanian waitresses, and they were hot. And then I walked to the Tap Room, and drank some more beer, and watched cartoons with the bartender, and there was a girl in a tube top, and she was hot. And now I’m home and I’m drunk and I’m posting to my blog.” And yet for some reason this crap consistently draws 30-60 visits a day. I can’t figure it out.
That reminds me, Sunday I was at the Tap Room, getting drunk… (see, here we go)… and one of the managers there is a good friend of mine. He is also friends with the publisher of the Memphis Flyer, and apparently the publisher has been asking him, “Who in the world is this Paul Ryburn guy? I’ve been getting all these e-mails, from people who are upset that we didn’t mention his blog in the Best Of Memphis edition. Is this guy somewhat of a downtown legend?”
Downtown legend? I don’t know. I’m just a guy who goes out a lot and writes about what he sees. (“I live in Memphis. I go out.” Wait, some other blogger has already laid claim to that slogan.)
Anyway, I have a feeling this party is going to be REAL interesting. I’ll take my laptop and my digital camera, and file a report.