I was lucky enough to spend my weekend in LA with a large percent of the people I talk to on Twitter.
We got up early. We drove to the university from varied distances. Some of us were early enough to avoid traffic, while others sat at the off ramp forever.
We introduced ourselves. Most of us by two names. And then we laughed.
We watched a kid with a purple mohawk get dangerously close to police bicycles. Until the officers called him over. Then he got shy.
We gazed at a baby. We took group pictures. We put faces to names.
We walked. We talked. We raised money for an important cause.
We met up for dinner where we were entertained by a small aspiring drummer and his new friends. Heather taught him new tricks. We laughed. We cuddled the baby.
Overall, it was an amazing experience. I'm so glad I went. I'm so glad I didn't talk myself out of dinner as I almost did.
I'm already planning next year.