So last year I was totally verklempt to have snagged an invite to attend a pre-blogher party thrown by the cool kids and I spent the entire time I was there hiding in the bathroom wishing I’d brought more anti-anxiety pills. Which is why this year I was shocked to be asked to actually co-host the party. I suspect it’s some sort of cruel joke and that halfway through the night I’ll find myself drenched in pig blood with half-naked girls throwing tampons at me. Which actually? Kinda sounds hot.
Anyway, the hosts this year are famous, hysterical, paranoid, amazing, Canadian and socially retarded so if you fall into any of these categories you are invited. And best of all? Free booze from our fab sponsors! RSVP here, bitches. It starts at 8 and it’s in the Elizabethan Room (2nd floor) of the Westin( St. Francis) where Blogher is being held.
And for those of you who can’t go, I suggest prostitution. It’s an excellent money-maker, plus you can make your own hours. And for those of you who think you’re too good for prostitution (you’re not) we’re attempting to put together a live video feed so we can toast, twitter and chat with you in real-time even if you’re at home but I suck at this crap so someone who can teach me about it who can do this for me please email me and I will be your best friend forever or set you up with a prostitute. Your choice.
This is where I’d mention all the people pitching in to get us tanked but I’m supposed to put that little R-with-a-circle-around-it behind their names and I don’t know how to do that so instead I’ll just show you pretty pictures of them:
Now get to hooking people. That plane ticket to San Francisco isn’t going to earn itself.
*PS. Feel free to steal the party button for yourself. Power to the people.
More sponsors = More booze and swag. Yay for booze and swag.