What happened to our blogging on Saturday?
We were overwhelmed. Literally.
We had been on such a roll, too; blogging for you during my trip to Atlanta and Boston:
Monday: 1 post
Tuesday: 6 posts
Wednesday: 3 posts
Thursday: 7 posts
Friday: 11 posts
And then the bottom dropped out:
Saturday: 0 posts
Sunday: 0 posts
So what happened?
I ended Friday with two entries I didn’t get around to creating. I had both on my list for posting Saturday morning. But first, I thought I’d post the photos of my early-morning walk through Boston’s Public Garden and Beacon Hill.
So I set up my equipment on the table in the corner — I dubbed it “blog central” — and I began to type.
But then folks began dropping by to visit and to chat. And to show their portfolios. And to ask advice.
The next thing we knew, it was time for lunch. The afternoon zipped by just as rapidly. We didn’t even get a chance to go see Richard Johnson talk about his trip to Afghanistan.
Are we complaining? Absolutely not. We had a ball. Meeting folks is what the SND workshop is all about. As a matter of fact, I feel elated at having met so many of you; honored at having been approached by so many of you.
At times, there was literally a line of folks waiting to see us. You’ve made us feel special and useful. I can only hope that we gave good advice or that we pointed you in a direction — or at a hiring newspaper — that will work out well for you.
We’re sorry we didn’t get the rest of our posts up in time. But we don’t regret it. If we’re forced to choose, we’ll choose face time with eager young talent over our often self-indulgent web rants.
I’m home now, dead tired. As soon as I sat down on the plane, I nodded off. I woke up when we touched down in Norfolk.
Monday, I’ll try to re-post my Saturday morning walk again — this time with captions — and I’ll try to catch you up on our thoughts and observations over the last two days.
Most importantly, though, I’m hitting the sack in a few moments. I plan to spend most of my Monday sleeping.
I hope your trip home was a safe one.