Summits and Camps

Sometimes I stop and think about my perceived overly demanding view of the world. I ask myself if I am indeed overly critical of other folks. I reflect and scrutinize myself if I have become one of those pots who call the kettle black. Perhaps I am, but then again, maybe I’m not. I’m all for peaceful coexistence really but there are times when I couldn’t help but call things as it is. And when you’re as involved as I am in the blogosphere, there are a lot of things to bitch about. And I do mean a lot.

On to blogging. I finally came out of my shell one day and decided to join a blogging summit. This post came out. While most folks were slapping their backs for a job well done, I was slapping people’s behind for not exerting more effort into it. I do think that the 5th Blogging Summit will be my last unless… Oh you know I have to put a vague qualifier there just in case.

Yesterday, I again (shucks) decided to join one of them summits. This time it’s WordCamp Philippines. And this time although I have to shell out some money, I set my expectations really, really low. I’m gonna be there for one thing and one thing only. SWAGs (Scientifically Wild Assed Guesses).  I’ve been mooning about those wordpress shirts and stickers and I’m hoping against hope that the organizers will be giving them away as freebies. My blogging world will be complete once I get to wear that shirt. I’m 100% sure of it. Babaw. 

Everthing should be fine right? I mean, how could I be disappointed when I’m only after the free stuff? But stupid me, I had to check out the speakers. Well you know, it’s a summit and there has to be speakers. Kinda got me curious so I clicked on the SPEAKERS link. And Holy Mother of Moses, the organizers were asking for volunteers. Volunteers! For Speakers! I forced myself to think of the freebies so some oxygen would flow to my brain.

Susmaryosep. It’s a good thing that I’m only after the freebies otherwise I’ll be totally freaking out. Wait a minute, I am freaking out. Well, kinda.

Alright, so why the overly melodramatic reaction to this approach? Well for one thing, if you wanna catch a whale of a speaker, you have to go to great lengths to get them. Captain Ahab didn’t just stand at the edge of whatever pier is nearby and ask Moby Dick to harpoon himself, he actually went to the ends of the world to go after that huge white whale.

But then again I may just be overreacting. Perhaps the organizers already have speakers and they’re just asking for volunteers as fillers. I sincerely hope that this is the case. If not, then I hope there’s plenty of beer to go around. Beer after all, makes everything including time go so much faster.

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