We laughed. We cried. We sang Kumbaya.

Just got back from the J-Blogger's Convention. I'm still smiling. At first it was a little strange looking at everybody's chests to see who was who (they gave us stickers to put our names on), but then I got used to it. Let me tell you there are alot of us bloggers out there. I spend half my life on the computer and there were blogs I never heard of. There were all kinds of people there; very religious, medium religious, not religious at all, black, white, left, right, middle, hairy, bald, tall, short, fat, thin, male, female. Sorry, no Arabs: this was a J-blogger's convention, the "J" standing for Jewish. But even this guy has a blog:


Come on Bibi, you can't expect me to put you on my blogroll if I'm not on yours!

There were about 200 bloggers in attendance and at the height of the meeting, 1300 bloggers were watching online. I got on line to be interviewed just so I could give a shout out to my blogger friends participating over the 'net. While I was waiting, I rehearsed what I was going to say and I sounded very poised in my head. Of course as soon the camera was on me, I sounded like a blubbering idiot. I wanted to say hi to Juggling Frogs, Phyllis, Ilana Davita, but I only got to Leora and Raizy. Did you guys see me? How did the feed work? Were you able to chat while the convention was running? What did you guys think? Maybe next year you can come!

I have lots of thoughts about the convention and PICTURES! But I am way to tired to put it all together now (it's 12:30 a.m. here in Israel). I'll probably do several posts over the next couple of days. But I will leave you a little taste:

Here are two favorites of mine:



The guy on the right is the notorious Jameel who lives at the Muqata. (Yep, I saw his face and its a perfectly nice face. Not sure why he feels the need to hide it.) Jameel came with his lovely wife Jameela and two of their kids, Osama and Obama. He couldn't think of other Arabic names for his other kids so he left them back at the Muqata. Interesting fact: J and J met over the internet. This was way before internet dating was around. Hmmmm.

Back to the picture. The guy on the left is my favorite blogger in the whole world, Benji. Benji is my favorite blogger because he thought my blog "sounded young" and because he thought I am his age. Isn't he just adorable? Bahn, if you don't have the best blog in the whole damn world, I'll be a monkey's uncle. (Is that even an expression?)

Okay, it's time to hit the sack. I promise more on the convention tomorrow.